HAZEL
The dining room felt smaller than usual. Maybe it was the silence pressing down on everything, or maybe it was just my nerves winding tighter with every bite I took. The roast chicken sat half-eaten on my plate. I pushed a piece around with my fork, watching the way the candlelight caught on the glaze.
Alpha Julius's wedding was in a few days.
A few days, and I still didn't have a solid plan to get there. My mother had been working on Father for hours now since we returned.
She had dropped hints and reminders about the importance of showing up to these events. About maintaining relationships with other packs. About not letting the scandal define us.
But Father was hesitant. He'd been hesitant since the moment Fia was revealed to be the one wearing my veil. Since that pivotal moment everything went wrong for Fia and she ended up married to Alpha Cian instead of me.
