Estela POV
The vineyard sprawls out before Killian and me, with rows of grapes lining the rolling hills of the NightFang valley, painting the lush land with vibrant green vines. I inhale the crisp mountain air, and Killian wraps his arm around me, offering me my third tasting glass of the day.
We’ve been here for only an hour, but I already feel more at ease than I have in a long time. The generous wine samples help, but more than anything, I’m relieved to know my fears about Killian were unfounded.
The press conference he gave yesterday finally calmed my tortured heart, proving once and for all that he doesn’t intend to let me take the fall for Petra’s murder. Eric would probably call it another trick, yet another attempt by the Alpha to prove he’s on my side so I won’t blame him when
