Ellie
“Is it just me, or does this broccoli look like little trees?" Cane asked, sitting to Ellie's right at the big dinner her father was holding the night before the tournament was to begin.
Ellie had said the only way she would agree to this meal was if her three little brothers, Shelby, and Carl were also invited, and her father had reluctantly given in. The Alphas were each allowed to bring one guest as well, which meant for quite a crowded table. Michael had had to string a few tables together so that they all fit, and the monstrosity stretched from the dining room into the living room of their home. Ellie was pretty sure some of the Alpha's mothers, which had come along as moral support, thought the set-up was ridiculous, but she didn't care. Her dad was doing his best, and that'
