Lucien’s POV

After the wedding I sat in my study with my head buried in the computer screen, surrounded by ancient tomes and flickering lights when Adam, my loyal Beta, entered the room. His face wore a stoic and cold expression, betraying the seriousness of the matter at hand. He approached me, his footsteps echoing softly in the quiet chamber.

"Alpha," Adam began, his voice steady and controlled, "I must speak to you about Natasha."

I leaned back in my high-backed chair, my gaze fixed on Adam, waiting for him to continue. Her presence had stirred curiosity and intrigue among my pack, the effect of which might not be needed.

Adam's words cut through the stillness of the room. "Alpha, I believe it is time to rid ourselves of Natasha. She is of no use to us, and her presence threatens our security, what do we do when she reveals to the council that the wedding today was nothing but a forced agreement that was made possible through blood and war?."

I maintained my composure, my voice steady and meas