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Malrik POV

Sensing the shift in the atmosphere, Drethos seized his moment.

“To Alpha Dashira,” he declared smoothly, lifting his glass of champagne in a mockery of sincerity.

I nearly scoffed aloud at his performance. Transparent. Predictable. Almost pathetic in how obvious it was.

Marzena’s lips pr...