Tessa’s POV
“Then why are you allowed to be so affectionate with Mira?”
As the question passes my lips, I know I’ve made a mistake. I don’t regret it, though. It’s a fair question, and I want my answers.
And really, the way Evander’s face immediately contorts in anger just tells me it’s a question most definitely worth asking.
Just as his mouth falls open to deliver his retort, though, the doors of the ballroom swing open again, and a group of Alpha Council members sweep into the hall.
Evander pauses, gaze flicking towards the group of powerful men and women. He looks back at me, eyes narrowed, then breathes out a heavy sigh.
“Behave yourself,” Evander warns me, tone thick with chastisement. He turns away.
Mira wraps her arms around Evander’s muscular forearm, manicured red nai
