Chapter 196
- Minerva’s POV
- The air inside the drawing room dropped below freezing the moment Vesper stepped further into the light. His dark coat hung loose around his broad shoulders, radiating a suffocating Alpha pressure that made every instinct in my body want to shrink back.
- "Dad," Vesper rumbled, ignoring the eager look on the old patriarch's face. "I need a word with my niece."