Alpha Killian, upon feeling Reana's killing gaze, coughed into his fist and reverted his gaze to Reana. "Thank you for lending us a hand, Luna Reana. Cheers to the bravery of the Black Moon Pack!" He raised his cup, his smile wide and toothy, but his eyes betrayed a flicker of unease as he met Reana's unyielding stare.
The table fell silent, the only sound was the clinking of glasses as the others echoed the toast.
Reana finally shifted her gaze and downed her wine in one swift motion, then slammed her cup onto the table, the loud clang echoing through the hall.
The room fell silent once more, the Black Moon Pack members exchanged uneasy glances, recognizing that their Luna was furious over something, though her cold mask betrayed nothing.
Ryder, seated opposite her, raised an eyebrow, his eyes locked onto Reana's profile, a hint of amusement dancing in their depths, as his lips subtly rose into a smile.
