*~Lucien's POV~*
"..You… you, Shirley?"
I took a few steps back, shock flooding through me. Every ounce of tension that had built up inside me.. That the person I have craved for three years is finally here.
Damien stepped forward, his eyes wide. The crowd behind us began whispering and gasping.
"Oh my God—Alpha Damien got married to Azazel!"
"Azazel was supposed to be our Luna!"
"Azazel is Alpha Damien's mate!"
The voices grew louder, overlapping into a chaotic hum until Damien's roar cut through them.
"SILENCE!"
"She's not Azazel!" he shouted. "She's lying—she's cosplaying as her!"
He lunged forward, grabbing Shirley by the neck.
"Why?" he demanded, his voice sharp with fury. "Why did you do this? Tell me!"
She didn't even flinch. Instead, a cold smirk crept onto her face.
"I'm sorry," she said mockingly. "I don't think I'm obligated to answer such a question."
Damien's grip tightened, forcing her back against the wall. "I said tell me who sent you!"
