Gradually, all the guests left, and the four of us were left alone in the ballroom. I was glad they were gone.
As I watched the last stragglers wander out the door, my anger towards the gossipers deflated, and the full weight of what had happened fell upon me.
I followed Alex out the ballroom door and down the long hallway with Victor and William close behind me.
They were no longer fighting, but they weren’t speaking either.
The looks they exchanged were more awkward than ever, and they did not seem like the same happy Victor and William that I knew.
I didn’t blame them for being upset. None of us knew what was going to happen. But this fantastic event was going to change our lives.
One she-wolf cannot have two Fated Mates. It wouldn’t work. Jealousy would tear the three of us apart
