Estella’s POV
Breakfast the next day was awkward and tense. The rain continued to pour like it was trying to keep us there, and everyone pushed at their food miserably, busy with their own thoughts.
All except the Alpha, who looked like he was having the best day of his life. He wouldn’t stop talking about the village that had been flooded last night and the family he personally saved after we all went to bed. I sat at the long dining table beside Cali and Dane, watching Christina pick listlessly at her food, her eyes swollen and red from all the crying and lack of sleep.
Her mother entered the room quietly, looking at us before heading toward her daughter. The Alpha gave her a knowing look, and his son smirked.
Christina didn’t acknowledge her until her mother cleared her throat. My h
