Selena watched silently from the corner, and it was only then that she realized who he was...the second prince, the illegitimate son of the king, born from an omega she-wolf many years ago.
the child the queen hated and ignored at every chance, and even though his crying looked dramatic and desperate, Selena could clearly see the sly glimmer hiding behind his teary eyes, like he was performing for an audience.
Vaelen crossed his arms and looked down at him with the same disgust his mother had, his voice tight with irritation as he muttered under his breath about "timing" and "fake tears," and Selena could tell neither of them believed a single sound leaving the second prince's mouth.
But the young man stayed kneeling beside the king, his shoulders shaking as he continued to cry louder and louder, and even though his expression was twisted in grief.
