#Chapter 67: Broken Contracts

Arthur Selina kissed me. Her lips were on mine before I had a chance to react, her hands cupping my face. The crowd nearby swooned, people clapping and murmuring over the sweet display of affection. But I didn’t want it. I didn’t want her. And worst of all, I couldn’t even shove her away like I really wanted to, because if I did, then I would be painted as the bad guy. So I had to endure it until it was over, carefully pulling away from her so as not to raise any eyebrows. As the crowd cheered for the Alpha King and future Luna, and as Selina smiled sweetly up at me, I plastered a fake smile onto my face. I leaned in and murmured in her ear, “Come with me. Now.” Selina giggled and took my hand, clearly expecting a closet tryst—just like the one I’d had to unfortunately cut short with Iris. But instead, I led her toward a secluded corner of the ballroom, positioned expertly behind a rather large potted plant. Then, I whirled on her. “Selina, wha