Elsa’s POV
The soft sound of curtains being drawn woke me. I blinked against the morning light, still heavy from the restless night before. My mind kept replaying Dylan’s apology and Veronica’s smug voice right after. It was as if she enjoyed tearing apart every little piece of peace I tried to build.
“Elsa, wake up!” Neris’s cheerful voice filled the room, followed by the sound of Lila placing a tray on the bedside table. “You’ve slept half the morning away.”
I groaned softly and pulled the blanket closer, my voice hoarse. “Why are you both here so early?”
“It’s almost noon,” Lila said, laughing lightly as she poured me a cup of tea. “Mother said you shouldn’t skip meals, and Alpha Dylan—”
At the mention of his name, my heart thudded unevenly. “What about him?” I asked, trying to sou
