Tessa’s POV
Evander is saying something to me right now, but I can’t make out a single word he’s saying.
It can’t be good, though, because his eyes are blazing and his brow is set and even if I can’t hear anything his anger still has a way of ricocheting around the room. It must be about the Alpha Ball–he must still be mad about Gabriel.
And I can’t defend myself, can’t assure him it was nothing, can’t clear up anything about the situation…
I can’t say a thing.
It’s hopeless.
Evander pauses, then his expression softens ever so slightly as understanding seems to settle over him. He begins to slow down his words. I do my best to read his lips, but all I can catch are a few broken words.
“Mira… assets… separated…” He seems to be saying.
A lump forms in my throat.
So he’s tellin
