"K– Kaelos..." Marcellus tried speaking as I slowly raised him into the air, my Alpha King aura surrounding the building like a thick fog at this point.
But I snarled, increasing my grip on his neck as I felt my claws itching to come out and slit his throat.
"Shut up, you snake!" I growled, gritting my teeth as I glared at him.
People murmured and gasped, and I could feel the judgment from many of them. But I didn't care.
"Alpha King, calm down." Celine echoed from the stage with a carefree voice, clearing her throat. "That pathetic witch shouldn't be a reason for you to shed blood and soil your image tonight. Instead, be thankful that I—"
I snapped my neck to her, not saying anything, but my silence was enough to shut her up. She swallowed her words, her body shaking with fear as she gripped the podium for support.
With that taken care of, I brought my gaze back to Marcellus, tilting my head as I watched him squirm helplessly under my grip.
