Elena
Alpha Thomas pisses me off, so I feel nothing as I slip what Tieriny calls her poop juice into his wine. For the rest of the night, Thomas remains quiet; I speak with the other Lunas, not wanting to piss Axton off. And I am surprised he doesn’t rip me to pieces over what I’ve said to Alpha Thomas.
“Are you alright, Tom?” Alpha Soyer asks, making me glance across the table at him.
Everyone turns their attention to him. He dabs at his brow with a napkin. He is sweating profusely, his other hand on his stomach. I watch as he sips from his glass of wine.
“Maybe some water, dear,” his mate tells him, offering her glass to him.
He slaps her hand away, spilling the water down her dress.
“Leave me. I must be coming down with something,” he snarls at her.
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