Moana
The night was finally over. By the time we all returned to the banquet hall, many of the guests had left. Ella, following her territorial outburst in the garden, seemed to have completely exhausted herself and now slept soundly on my shoulder as I carried her.
“Oh, tired little thing,” Verona said in a hushed tone as she came up to us.
“We should get going.” Edrick’s voice was cold and stern; I could tell that he wasn’t particularly happy with me, although I wasn’t sure if it was because I was spending time with Ethan earlier that night or because I got involved with the two wolf pups. I wasn’t particularly happy with him, either -- not after what he supposedly said to Kelly about me.
Verona frowned. “Stay the night,” she said. “There’s no need to drag a tired little
