"How dare-"
"My mother will be pleased to hear about your hospitality, Mr. Silvermane," Zayden's voice interrupted Karina's rage, leaving the otherworldly creatures in slight shock. "I hope you will consider our suggestions." His gaze briefly swept across the room, pausing on the future Alpha of the pack, whose disinterest contradicted the tale his eyes told.
"Let's go." Holding Ziana's hand, Zayden felt the cold touch as he guided her towards the entrance of the banquet hall. Ziana, still wide-eyed and surprised, couldn't tear her gaze away from Karina's retreating figure.
"Who was that?" a mortal from the crowd asked, breaking the settled silence. While the supernaturals chose to remain silent, the humans who had discreetly captured pictures of the man and the scene immediately turned to their search bars.