VERA'S POV
Well, this is... awkward.
Forget awkward, it was horrible. I felt like a hardened criminal sitting in an interrogation room. I wanted to cry and that wasn't just words. No one had said a word to me yet and I could already feel my eyes tearing up just from the looks I was getting.
The entire dining hall just felt too quiet for my liking, even with the murmured conversations of the pack members scattered throughout, and it was starting to make me very uncomfortable. Draven and I sat at the head table. Actually he was seated at the head of the table while I sat in the chair to his left. My plate was filled but completely untouched. Like I haven't taken a single bite since we sat down here for breakfast minutes ago because I just knew it wouldn't end well. I could already tell th
