"Alex and I are still close" I growled, "what of it mother?"
Alex was shy, picking at the food while Alpha Samuel peered at her with interest. Our father was heartily eating the food, in a good mood. The tension in the room grew thicker.
"You're very beautiful," Alpha Samuel told Alex.
"Thank you" Alex whispered, glancing back at me.
I stiffened. He was old enough to be her father. He had no business saying that to her.
"Didn't I tell you?" our father said calmly "Just like her mother, she's the spitting image, although" he said with a frown "her hair is more black and red than purple. Did you dye it?" he asked Alex angrily.
She shook her head. He relaxed.
"You're sixteen now, aren't you dear?" asked Bethany as she nibbled at her chicken.
"Yes" whispered Alex, starting to tre
