Alvira stormed out of the room the minute she told Rygan that she was still going to fight for him no matter what. She hated to see that Elise was still on his mind even after the baby was announced.
She couldn’t contain the anger in her heart when she left the moonhouse. She tried hard to keep a kind and gentle facade from the wolves who bowed at her. They still all believed Alvira was a saint.
The minute she got into Beddor compounds, her anger knew no bounds. The family servants already knew about her secret tantrum, and they all tried their best to keep away from her chambers when it started.
“Alvira, dear, you have to be patient,” her mom Adeline started, but Alvira didn’t want to listen to what she was concerned to say. She stops in her tracks, her eyes laced with tears and fury,
