Chapter 112 The Introductions

• Lucy’s POV
• ‘Why is he growling at Kenneth? Isn’t he allowed to greet us?’ Lira hissed in my head, her tone dripping with disbelief.
• I raised my head and shot Lance a glare. His growl had cut through the quiet hall like a blade, sharp enough that every conversation died mid-word. Faces turned toward him, brows lifted, and lips parted in surprise. He sounded like a jealous mate claiming his territory — and that alone made my stomach twist with discomfort.