MasukDaphne Alpha Henry turned toward Father, his expression calm. Somehow, that calmness frightened me more than anger would have. “Is what my wife said true, Alpha Samuel?” The question hung heavily in the room. For a moment, Father said nothing. Then something in him seemed to snap. “No!” he burs
Isyra me miró por encima del hombro de Henry, los labios curvándose en una sonrisa victoriosa al ver la expresión de dolor en mi rostro. Habían llegado muchos carruajes, trayendo Alfas y miembros de manada sin pareja. Todos se habían dirigido al salón donde se celebraría el baile de apareamiento.
Lysera Una voz masculina enfadada me arrastró de vuelta desde la oscuridad que se había apoderado de mí. “…¡incompetente!” La voz de Henry espetó, cortando la neblina. “¿Tienes idea de lo que has hecho?” Otra voz respondió —débil, temblorosa. La señora Joyce. “Alfa, lo juro… lo hizo a propósito.
Daphne “But there are no candles in this room,” Father protested, spreading his hands as though that settled the matter. “Do you see any? Because I certainly don’t. Your son must have put that nonsense into my daughter’s head.” Alpha Henry’s jaw tightened. “Why would whoever planned this leave the
Daphne’s POV Thiago’s words settled over the room, leaving an uncomfortable silence in their wake. I kept my eyes lowered, unable to bear the weight of everyone’s attention, but I could still feel Father watching me. Alpha Henry turned in my direction. “What my son has just explained,” he said cal
Daphne Thiago's mother looked genuinely stunned by Father's accusation. For a moment, she simply stared at him as though she couldn't believe the words she had just heard. Then her expression hardened. "You’re lying." She said it so confidently that I almost forgot to breathe. She hadn't asked Th







