AT THE SAME TIME
MICHAEL
I was still processing being called brother when Zavier decided to commit social murder. The room was tense, every Alpha either glaring or pretending not to glare, Selene looked one sermon away from a migraine, Rose was grinning like a cat who'd just knocked over a priceless vase, and then Zavier, calm as ever, reached into his pocket. I didn't think much of it. Until I saw the little silver box. My brain stopped. Where he got that from? My wolf went absolutely feral. No. No no no no. He flicked the box open with one hand, smooth as silk, and inside was a ring. A real one. Silver, heavy, with a small moonstone in the center that glowed faintly like it had been kissed by actual moonlight.
"What are you-" I started, voice cracking like a dying bird.
Zavier didn't even glance at me. His silver eyes stayed locked on everyone else in the room as he said, slow, deliberate.
"I thought this was as good a time as any."Zavier smirked.
