Elian's POV
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"What are you even trying to prove here? Huh?" Estella snapped at him after spending seconds trying to find excuses. "Are you trying to paint me black?"
Elian's lips curled into a smirk but it was devoid of warmth or amusement.
It was the kind of smirk that told Estella one thing:
"I'm on to you."
And from the way her eyes flickered with hesitation, it seemed she got that message loud and clear.
"Estella." Alpha King Arian cleared his throat just then, the tone of his voice clear enough to show his displeasure without saying anything else.
Estella flinched, her jaw tightening as she glared at Elian one last time before bowing her head apologetically at the Alpha king.
"Apologies, Alpha King."
Elian glanced at everyone at the table one by one.
