SERAPHINA’S POV
“Where’s Kieran?” Maya asked lightly. “I’m bored and could do with some eye-contact porn.”
I rolled my eyes as I scanned the room from our spot near the front of the hall.
He was no longer by the central staircase.
Nor among the cluster of Alphas near the west pillar.
Nor along the perimeter where he liked to observe unseen.
“I’m not sure,” I admitted.
We had separated to avoid any more attention. He’d given me that small nod of silent reassurance before drifting out of the ballroom.
But that was about half an hour ago.
“I’m sure he’ll be back in time for his speech,” Ethan said.
Probably," I replied, forcing my shoulders down as tension wound tight across them.
Kieran was Alpha. People requested him constantly. A private word. A quick negotiation.
I was sure there was a perfectly reasonable explanation for his absence.
And yet…
