Julian's eyes followed Seraphina as she walked away, her spine rigid with tension. I kept the pleasant smile plastered on my face while rage boiled beneath my skin. How dare she infiltrate the Valois household? After all my careful planning to destroy her family and isolate her, she'd somehow managed to secure a position directly under the most powerful Alpha in our world.
"She seems nice," Camille said, squeezing my arm affectionately. "Don't you think so, Julian?"
I turned to my fiancée, studying her beautiful but utterly unremarkable face. She was pretty enough—long blonde hair, blue eyes, a slender figure. Perfect breeding material for a future Alpha, but nothing compared to Seraphina's curves and fire.
"Very nice," I agreed, pressing a kiss to Camille's forehead. My lips touched her skin while my mind remained fixed on Seraphina's retreating figure.
