A bitter laugh threatened to escape, but I held it back. I did ask him to cut the act. Back then, I would have done anything at this point to ease his anger. I wouldn't be doing that anymore.
I turned on my heel, ready to leave, but his voice stopped me cold.
"The Luna’s crowning ceremony will be held when I return from the trip," he said, his tone indifferent. "You’ll organize it. There will be guests from other packs, so make sure everything is perfect."
I froze. My heart pounded in my chest as his words sunk in. He wanted me to arrange someone's ceremony. Their wedding, the mating ceremony, the moment when Vera would officially become Luna? He wanted me to handle it all like some loyal servant.
I gritted my teeth, barely keeping the fury from boiling over. Without another word, I stormed out of his office, the door slamming shut behind me. The audacity! How could anyone be this shameless?
“Damn, fool!”