Elena POV
I sipped slowly on what was probably my third glass of wine of the evening, already well and truly bored.
Draven had been whisked away almost as soon as we arrived, by the Alphas, every single one of them seeming to have something urgent they needed to talk to him about.
And I’d been whisked away by Cordelia and a bunch of other women to go talk about ‘womanly’ things.
Cherries.
I pulled back a little, then sipped on the wine again, I was right. I could taste a faint hint of cherries on this one. My favorite I decided, out of the three.
“Luna are you listening?” a grating voice called me out of my thoughts.
“Huh?” Did I miss something?
“Luna Francesca was just saying how wonderful it was that she got to see you again,” Cordelia helpfully supplied, her pinky finger just a
