Alpha Arthur;
“Are you alright, Elara?” I question because her face is looking pale with sadness.
“Yes, I am, Alpha,” I notice how she heavily gulps down her spit, her eyes flickering like they are trying to fight back tears.
The confusion I see on her face is giving me a signal that she is uncomfortable with this place. This was not my reason for bringing her here. I wanted her to have a fresh breeze away from my suffocating home, and her sister.
I knew she was very mad at me over my reaction between her sister and her. But it was for the best. I needed to act that way to protect her from something I didn’t understand either. I feel there is more to the argument they had, and trust me, I overheard their conversation.
The sad reality is that, if Elara wants to beat someone like Chloe
