Hiding The Alpha’s Son: My Ex
“Because the last time you said that, you ended up in a shouting match with a winged general who called you ‘emotional.’”
“He was emotional. I just matched his energy,” I snapped.
Zara grinned. “Please don’t burn down the meeting hall.”
“No promises,” I replied smoothly. “But if anyone breathes fire first, it won’t be me.”
“Give him that Vivienne stare,” Daisy said, finger-gunning me on my way out.
“Oh, I will,” I smirked, flipping my hair back. “Let’s see how a werewolf warrior handles a real flame.”
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I reached the Council grounds to meet the VaxWings warrior, owned by Daisy and Sebastian—supposedly neutral territory. I was expecting a quiet, strategic discussion.