Marked by the Red-Eyed Alpha
It’s felt.
Eyes found us. Bodies shifted. Voices dropped. One look at Alaric’s armband and posture said enough. He had attended previous summits in my place. He was known. But he wasn’t the one they feared. It was the one in the middle.
Hair fell over my eyes as I walked, not to hide, but to shield them from the stares. The red had always drawn attention, and attention always made people uncomfortable.
I didn’t slow. Neither did the others. Remus walked with the quiet of a storm. He never spoke unless it was absolutely necessary. Alaric, on the other hand, was already scanning the place with sharp, practiced eyes.
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