Avery’s POV
“Homewrecker.”
The phrase was spit at me by a woman I didn’t know, right after I entered the ballroom on the second night of the Alpha Ball.
I stared at her in confusion and consternation. The Luna’s face was twisted with hate, and she glared at me after she lobbed her insults like a grenade at my face and ran away.
The whole day, I had encountered small incidents like this. Apparently Gideon and Dierdra had a falling out in the eyes of the public. Neither had spoken to me since this morning.
I pieced together their altercation from gossip I overheard as I drifted through the palatial rooms where everyone else mingled.
I had eaten my meals in the huge dining room alone, sitting like a lonely island adrift in an endless sea, surrounded by tables of Alphas and Lunas who
