Hiding The Alpha’s Son: My Ex
he said simply, like he just offered me a napkin and not a grenade.
I stared at it, then at him. A laugh curled in my throat as I tucked it into my clutch. “You really don’t waste time, do you?”
He smirked. “Why wait? The night’s young. And so are we.”
Before I could say something flirty back, the mic crackled again—Celestria’s voice this time, rich and smug.
“And everyone,” she said, glowing as she gripped the mic, “I’m beyond grateful to celebrate this special day with you all.” She paused. “So I want to share something… extra special.”