While chaos kept unfolding inside the banquet hall, Voren noticed two Alphas quietly slipping toward the men’s restroom.

The timing alone was enough to raise every red flag in his mind. Instead of heading back to Seraphine’s side like he should have, he changed direction without a second thought and followed them.

Just as his hand reached the restroom door, voices drifted through from the other side and made him stop cold.

"I really think the Moon Goddess is paying us back for sleeping with that bitch? I never forced her."

The second Alpha snorted, the sound thick with arrogance. "Forget her. The only person we should blame is that wild she-wolf, Sera. I actually liked her. Hell, I even wished she’d turn out to be my mate but who would’ve thought she’d be this smart? She’s dragging every one of us into this mess."

Another laugh bounced off the tiled walls. "Sera would’ve been my dream mate too."

Voren’s eyes narrowed to slits as the familiar voices continued to speak.

"Just look at what she did to Alpha Voren. She kissed him, called him a terrible kisser right to his face, and he couldn’t do a damn thing about it. Not even when she refused to pay him."

The laughter grew louder, uglier. "And look at him now. Ever since they became business partners, his net worth has doubled. Even a Beta who used to stand in the background can now stand shoulder to shoulder with a princess because Seraphine made him one of the wealthiest men in the city."

"The Alpha King would never approve of it," another voice chimed in. "I used to want the princess because becoming Alpha King sounded nice and powerful but now?" He chuckled low and dirty. "I’d rather have Sera."

"But she’s wild."

"So?"

"How are you supposed to tame someone like that? She has a mind of her own. A woman like her would never allow us to keep other she-wolves on the side." He clicked his tongue. "I’d get bored eating the same meal every day. I like variety."

A disgusting laugh filled the restroom, the kind that made Voren’s blood run hot.

"That’s easy."

Voren’s fingers slowly curled into tight fists at his sides.

"Come on, it’s fucking easy. Ravyn never even touched her after that drunk night, and a girl like that can only be broken by me. My cock alone would have her on her knees choking the second I start fucking those soft rosy lips of..."

The sentence never got the chance to finish.

Bang!

The restroom door burst inward with enough force to slam against the wall and rattle the hinges.

Before either Alpha could even turn their heads, Voren’s fist smashed into the speaker’s face with bone-rattling force. The Alpha flew backward, crashing hard into the sinks before another kick slammed into his ribs and sent him skidding across the tiled floor in a heap of broken porcelain and blood.

’Pluck out his eyes and I want the dick of the one who wants our she-wolf.’ Even Bloodfang found it hard to repeat those words, even as his voice rumbled inside Voren’s mind, thick with pure bloodlust.

’I need their blood... or let me take control.’

’You already had your turn,’ Voren answered coldly through to his wolf but Bloodfang was adamant. ’I want more.’

’Seraphine is in the hall.’ His eyes darkened. ’We’re not ruining her night.’

Bloodfang would end up dismembering them like he did Chuck and Noelle. Bloodfang growled in frustration before falling silent, the promise of more violence clearly not enough to outweigh his Sera’s peace, though he knew Marsha would like it.

Voren had heard more than enough from these Alphas, and he would be damned before he allowed anyone to keep spewing that kind of filth about his wife.

"Alpha Voren..." Alpha Cage barely managed to get the name out before Voren grabbed him by the throat and hurled him straight into the massive restroom mirror.

Glass exploded in every direction. Shards rained down onto the floor as Alpha Cage collapsed with a pained groan, blood already trickling down his forehead in thin red lines.

Alpha Flex reacted much faster. He lunged forward, narrowly avoiding Voren’s next punch before throwing one of his own. Voren simply tilted his head just enough for the fist to whistle past his face. His knee slammed up into Alpha Flex’s stomach with brutal precision. The Alpha doubled over, air rushing out of him in a sharp wheeze.

Before he could recover, Voren seized him by the shoulder, lifted him completely off the ground, and drove him face-first into the marble floor. The impact echoed through the restroom like a gunshot.

Alpha Flex barely had time to scream. Voren’s claws extended without hesitation and pierced straight into one eye socket. "Aaaargh!"

The Alpha’s scream bounced off every wall, high and broken. With one brutal motion Voren tore the eye free. Blood splattered across the polished tiles in messy arcs. Voren shoved the eyeball into the Alpha’s mouth and forced his jaw shut around it.

"Keep your eyes where they belong." His voice stayed frighteningly calm, almost conversational. "The next time you look at another man’s wife, remember tonight." He would have been lenient if these Alphas were single but no, even with a Luna by their side, they still wanted another woman. How disrespectful.

Alpha Flex choked and writhed helplessly on the floor, blood and tears mixing on his face.

Voren stood over him, breathing evenly, every movement controlled. Killing an Alpha would only create unnecessary problems. The council would demand answers, and as satisfying as it sounded in the moment, it simply wasn’t worth the trouble.

Still, he intended to make sure neither man ever forgot this particular lesson for the rest of their lives.

He turned back toward Alpha Cage. The Alpha was barely conscious, slumped against the broken glass, but his terrified eyes widened the second Voren’s claws stretched farther.

"N-No... please—"

His plea dissolved into a bloodcurdling scream as Voren drove his claws into the Alpha’s groin and ripped through him with ruthless precision, separating his manhood from his body.

The wet sound of tearing flesh filled the restroom. Alpha Cage convulsed violently, his screams growing weaker beneath the unbearable agony until they were little more than broken whimpers.

Voren leaned closer, his expression remaining disturbingly composed the entire time. "Let’s see how you ever fuck another she-wolf ever again."

Silence settled over the restroom except for the low, pained groans of the two broken Alphas. Then the sound of approaching footsteps reached his ears. People were coming...