Third Person POV
She looked at the invitation, her face inexplicably calm, her lips moving silently as she read, her eyes narrowed in contempt. The only sign of anger she exhibited was the small tic in her jaw as she sat there, perfectly poised, her half-eaten breakfast in front of her. Although it wasn’t personally addressed to her, but rather to the Alpha Vampire in charge of her pack, it was most definitely meant for Everly herself. She looked at the maid who awaited her instructions and waved her hand dismissively. “You may leave,” she said quietly, her tone dangerous and dark.
She wanted to be left alone with her emotions right now and was close to losing control of herself.
The maid curtsied and then left abruptly, never once glancing back over her shoulder, her fear evident. Eve
