Violet
Frowning, I watch Ada cry with a stranger. I never thought she could be this emotional. Ada is always in control. Even when she is sad. I remember that she used to be awfully moody after her mother died, but she never cried openly like she is now.
“I’m going to talk to Eric,” I whisper to Zoe.
“Good luck,” she smiles at me. “I’ll keep my fingers crossed.”
“Thanks,” I smile and walk to the packhouse where we agreed beforehand to meet.
I am gleefully optimistic. Surely, Eric will see the benefit of Ada being the alpha. She can talk to Killian on Eric’s behalf and reach an agreement.
My heart takes a tumble when I see him behind the bar polishing glasses. He is so handsome and soon he will be my mate.
“Barkeep,” I take a seat at the bar. “Champagne please.”
“You’re here,” Eric
