Ella’s POV
Taking a sip of my champagne, I tear my eyes away from the small group near the front of the room where both Beta Chris and Beta Cory are talking.
The two of them look tense but seem to be holding it together in front of King Luka and the others in their little huddle.
Good for them. At least somebody is holding it together.
Sighing, I lift my glass again when a man walking past accidently bumps into my shoulder, hard, causing my drink to splash to my side, where someone gives a little squeal of surprise.
“Hey!” I call over my shoulder to the offender before turning the other way to see that the splash victim was Ali, who is looking down at her pale pink dress in dismay.
“Sorry Ali, someone bumped into me.”
“It’s fine.”
She says dismissively as she swipes pointlessly at
