Elara'S POV
Then she leaned over the fox shifter and waved. “I’m Analyssa Thorne.”
“Elara Vance.”
I waved in return.
“I know,” she said with a wink. “You’re like a celebrity around here.”
I held in a groan. The reminder that they were all counting on me to break their curse made my stomach knot up.
“Don’t bother her,” Nalanie said. “The girl’s trying to relax. Now shut up and watch the movie or get out.”
Analyssa shot me a fangy grin, then tugged a pillow out from behind Aya and hugged it to her chest. Ballsy.
“f*****g brat,” Aya muttered, resituating herself. “I’m going to tell Jace you’re here causing problems. And no, you may not have my beer!”
She snatched the bottle away from the teenager.
“Jace?” I asked Nalanie.
What did the butler have to do with this girl?
“He’s her u
