Voren wasn’t surprised to hear his father’s words, though the matter involved his mother. As Alpha, concerning a matter involving the pack, he had to be present.
The weight of responsibility settled on his shoulders like an old friend. Thus, Voren was far from burying his mother secretly. They had to give her the prestige and honor befitting a Luna who had served her pack wholeheartedly and given her life for him.
"Dad, I haven’t forgotten about the burial, and trust me, I’m already scheduling our movements." His voice carried reassurance, steady and calm. "Just give me a few minutes to confirm it."
"There’s more to it, Voren." Vladimir’s voice carried a weight that made Voren’s stomach tighten. Then his father paused, as if remembering something, and added, "Alright, I’m waiting." Only then did he end the call, leaving Voren staring at the phone with a furrowed brow.
Voren went to the next room, his heart clenching with pity for Liah. She lay on the plush hotel bed, her face pale and drawn, sweat beading on her forehead despite the cool air conditioning.
It was clear that she was in severe pain, her injured ankle swollen and discolored. Even as Seraphine was wrapping it with practiced precision, Liah’s jaw was tight, her knuckles white against the sheets.
"I think there should be a painkiller in the first aid kit around here, or we could purchase some," Seraphine informed Liah, her gaze soft with concern, her touch gentle as she worked.
"Thanks, Sera." Liah’s voice was weak, strained.
Corvine nodded, his brow furrowed with worry. "Yes, there’s a painkiller." He moved quickly to retrieve it, his movements efficient.
Seraphine checked carefully for the expiry date before giving the dosage to Liah according to her pain level. "Take this and rest a while." She handed the first aid box to Corvine, after he helped Liah with water to swallow the pill.
"We should be leaving with the kids back to the pack." She looked at Voren, her eyes carrying a silent question before turning her gaze to Liah. "Corvine could stay with you."
Seraphine couldn’t trust anyone else to take care of Liah, but she also knew that Corvine would need more training after what they’d done to those Alphas. The two would come back for revenge, desperate to win the contest by hook or by crook to make up for the loses she caused them. They had wounded pride, shattered egos, and now financial ruin on their minds. That combination was dangerous.
Still, Liah was a busy woman and couldn’t leave Paris immediately. Seraphine left it that way until Liah spoke up, her voice gaining strength despite the pain. "No, I need to go to the pack early. I’m disqualifying those three idi—" She wanted to say those three idiots, her eyes flashing with frustration.
But Corvine cut in gently, his hand covering hers. "No. If you disqualify them, your father would only bring more. I end what I have started." His jaw was set with determination, his eyes fierce.



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