Moments later,

Aria

The silver blade was inches from my spine but I didn't move.

I didn't have to.

A blur of iron-gray intercepted the air behind me. A heavy, armored boot connected with Lucas’s chest with the force of a battering ram, sending him flying backward. His side-blade clattered across the stones, spinning uselessly away.

Before the Beta could even draw a breath to scream, a shadow fell over him.

It was Alpha Kaelen. My eldest cousin-brother.

He wasn't the "diplomatic" Alpha-in-training today. He was a mountain of muscle and lethal intent, his eyes glowing a predatory, jagged white. He didn't wait for Lucas to recover. He lunged, pinning...