Estelle's POV
By six, I was already awake.
Normally, my father would be out on his morning run, and my mother would be in the kitchen making breakfast.
But today, the house was silent.
They hadn't gone to bed until two. For them, that was already late.
I left a note on the fridge. Then I pulled on a hat, changed my clothes, held my breath out of habit—and slipped out like a wolf that had learned how to disappear.
When Amelia opened the door, she nearly exploded. Dark circles shadowed her eyes, but her anger burned brighter than any Alpha's.
"Is Cassius even a man?!" she snapped. "He's a monster. No—monsters are cleaner than him. And Melody and Lyra? They're not even fit to touch rot."
She'd been furious ever since my call, ready to storm over and tear them apart.
I, on the other h
