Third Person's POVShe was perfectly dressed, every hair in place, her expression calm and sharp. There was a faint trace of mockery in the corners of her eyes—like an outsider who had watched a predictable farce from beginning to end and had only shown up at the very last second to close the curtain.The hallway fell into a sudden, vacuum-like silence.Then, as if by instinct, the crowd parted down the middle, carving out a path for them.Zander didn't say a word. He simply led Elena through the throng, his gaze sweeping over the guests. His golden eyes were heavy and freezing, radiating the natural, crushing authority of an Alpha. Wherever his eyes landed, people instinctively looked away, pulling in their scents and holding their breath.No one dared to speak.The people who had been spitting the most venom only moments ago now stood frozen, their faces turning unrecognizable shades of gray and pale green.Kayla's watery eyes
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