Greymoor Academy: I Accidentally Bonded With Four Lycan Royals! novel Chapter 25

Chapter 25: 25. Ruckus

The Hayes packhouse had lost its mind.

I had seen it busy before during important ceremonies, festivals that I was not allowed to attend as a guest and was instead required to serve at. But this was different.

Lana and Cole’s engagement ceremony was tonight, and the pack had to look the part for the biggest formal ball in Ashbourne. Rumors were, the Queen would attend.

Hence, the ruckus. Every surface had been polished twice. The kitchens had been running since before dawn and the head cook had already threatened to use my head as a mopping stick if I didn’t keep my head down and mouth shut today.

I carried a tray of glasses through the main hall and kept my eyes forward. Low.

My back was sufficiently healed, but it was itching so terribly, it made my eyes water. I gritted my teeth as I made it over to the hall where the Alpha received his most important guests.

I just had to make it through the evening. Through serving the Hayes’. Through the Luna’s remarks and Lana’s tittering laughter. Through the pain that had been pulsing in my chest all morning.

I just had to make it through today, I thought as I entered the formal reception hall.. Everything was going to be fine–

"The Queen extends her deepest apologies for being unable to attend, Alpha Dante," a dark, familiar voice echoed across the space, crawling along my spine like a caress.

Alpha Dante sat at the head of the long mahogany table set for twenty. Luna Kaida to his right, dressed in emerald silk. The Braxtons down the left side. The Calloways down the right. The Reeves. Three visiting delegates from the Southern territory whose names I didn’t know.

And Cole and Lana, side by side, their hands entwined.

But my attention was on the man on the cushioned seat by Alpha Dante’s left.

My fingers started to tremble on the tray as my gaze fell helplessly on Prince Soren. His chin rested lazily on his fist and his lashes drooped slowly, like he was dozing off mid-conversation. Dressed in a rich, dark coat embroidered with glittering amethyst threads, a crown hangs askew on his brow, giving him an air of royalty and superiority.

As if feeling my gaze, those violet eyes landed on me.

I drew to a sudden halt. My shoes squeaked.

Loudly.

The sound echoed and the collective attention of nineteen people sank through me.

Soren’s eyes skimmed my figure for one long second, lingering on my dirty shoes. Then he dismissed me completely, like I was some piece of furniture he’d found interesting for about one second.

Oh goddess. My skin felt like I had taken a trip to a sauna.

"Will you keep ogling our guest, Adams, or shall I get someone else to do your job?" Luna Kaida chided.

I jerked forward, lowering my head to hide the flush creeping into my cheeks. Don’t look at the Prince. Why on earth is he even here–No. Eyes down, Maisie. Fill the glasses and leave.

Conversation resumed. Alpha Dante was asking Soren about the Queens Councils’ position on the eastern territory disputes. Soren was chuckling at something Beta Braxton said. It was clear the entire table was in awe of him and revolved around the next thing that fell off his lips. Alpha Dante was practically salivating for Prince Soren’s approval.

I stood there in the ringing silence, covered in food, and thought, Of course. Of course this is how today goes.

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