While chaos kept unfolding inside the banquet hall, Voren noticed two Alphas quietly slipping toward the men’s restroom.
The timing alone was enough to raise every red flag in his mind. Instead of heading back to Seraphine’s side like he should have, he changed direction without a second thought and followed them.
Just as his hand reached the restroom door, voices drifted through from the other side and made him stop cold.
"I really think the Moon Goddess is paying us back for sleeping with that bitch? I never forced her."
The second Alpha snorted, the sound thick with arrogance. "Forget her. The only person we should blame is that wild she-wolf, Sera. I actually liked her. Hell, I even wished she’d turn out to be my mate but who would’ve thought she’d be this smart? She’s dragging every one of us into this mess."
Another laugh bounced off the tiled walls. "Sera would’ve been my dream mate too."
Voren’s eyes narrowed to slits as the familiar voices continued to speak.
"Just look at what she did to Alpha Voren. She kissed him, called him a terrible kisser right to his face, and he couldn’t do a damn thing about it. Not even when she refused to pay him."
The laughter grew louder, uglier. "And look at him now. Ever since they became business partners, his net worth has doubled. Even a Beta who used to stand in the background can now stand shoulder to shoulder with a princess because Seraphine made him one of the wealthiest men in the city."
"The Alpha King would never approve of it," another voice chimed in. "I used to want the princess because becoming Alpha King sounded nice and powerful but now?" He chuckled low and dirty. "I’d rather have Sera."
"But she’s wild."
"So?"
"How are you supposed to tame someone like that? She has a mind of her own. A woman like her would never allow us to keep other she-wolves on the side." He clicked his tongue. "I’d get bored eating the same meal every day. I like variety."
A disgusting laugh filled the restroom, the kind that made Voren’s blood run hot.
"That’s easy."
Voren’s fingers slowly curled into tight fists at his sides.
"Come on, it’s fucking easy. Ravyn never even touched her after that drunk night, and a girl like that can only be broken by me. My cock alone would have her on her knees choking the second I start fucking those soft rosy lips of..."
The sentence never got the chance to finish.
Bang!
The restroom door burst inward with enough force to slam against the wall and rattle the hinges.
Before either Alpha could even turn their heads, Voren’s fist smashed into the speaker’s face with bone-rattling force. The Alpha flew backward, crashing hard into the sinks before another kick slammed into his ribs and sent him skidding across the tiled floor in a heap of broken porcelain and blood.


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