"Wait—Alpha Zion, are you saying that the woman you brought with you is the missing princess? And you never told us?" Gamma Levi's eyes flickered with restrained fury, his voice tight as though he was holding back the urge to lash out at his Alpha.
And who could blame him? To him, it was beyond reckless—downright foolish—to keep such a crucial secret from the core members of their pack, especially from his Luna, who had suffered deeply because of this deception.
Zion could see the fury bubbling beneath Levi's calm facade. It was clear he was doing everything in his power to hold back the harsh words simmering on his tongue, only restraining himself because Zion was his Alpha.
If not for that, Levi might have already unleashed a storm of spit-laced rage, listing every ounce of pain his Luna had endured—pain caused by her mate bond with Zion, and the crushing sense of duty she felt from the life debt she owed to the pack.
