The second Seraphine walked into the gym, whispers hit her from every corner like a swarm of buzzing bees. She didn't even need to strain her ears to catch what they were all saying.
Alpha Voren.
Princess Athaliah.
The perfect match.
Those rumors tore through the room like wildfire, and Seraphine felt her stomach twist into a tight, painful knot.
Even though she trusted Voren with everything she had, hearing strangers shove him together with another woman still left a sour, bitter sting in her throat that she couldn't shake.
Before she could even pull herself together, Athaliah came striding over with that bright, sunny smile of hers lighting up her whole face. "It's exactly like I told you," she chirped, her cheerful voice ringing out across the suddenly quiet space. "I went and saw Alpha Voren."
