Return Of The Rejected Luna: Am The Lycan Queen
Seraphine hissed, rising halfway from her seat.
"No," Elena said softly, unmoving, unshaken. "I remember it perfectly. I am the queen, I, am the Alpha King’s wife, if anything, you are the one who have forgotten your footing dearest mother-in-law."
For a long, suspended moment, no one at the table breathed. Seraphine's hand trembled where it gripped the edge of the table, caught between fury and the growing, humiliating awareness that half her circle was watching this exchange with something dangerously close to admiration.