Elouise’s POV
After the dinner was finished, we were all escorted to the ballroom that, like the foyer and dining room, adapted a new colour scheme that made me feel like I had never been here before. Instead of the gold and brown, everything was a brilliant white that made me feel bad for being here knowing how easily this could get dirty and how difficult it would be to clean.
Jack had gone off on his own to talk to the alphas after seeing that I was no state to do any introductions until I had calmed myself down. I don’t think I’ve ever been this bad. Once I had realised the world would continue to turn and change after my family’s murder, I done everything I could to keep things the same. I should have known that other alphas would not do the same. Why would they?
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