HAZEL
Cecily didn’t notice the shift in my mood. Her fingers just kept fluttering over her phone screen, eyes alight with gossip she hadn’t even said aloud yet.
Usually, she was very observant, but maybe she was so distracted because she was talking to her actual beau; her husband’s son who doubles as the father of her child.
I wasn’t about to judge her for any of it though, especially not while I was being stung with jealousy because one of the Rossi brothers that I’ve been f*****g for weeks was on a date.
I couldn’t stop staring at their end of the restaurant where Cyrus sat across from that she-wolf—the slender, princess pretty, and flawless Althea who had power, brilliance and beauty practically oozing from her pores.
“Ugh, he’s almost home,” Cecily muttered suddenly, stuffing h
