POV: Helen Snow (Beta’s Wife)
The house was too quiet.
Usually, at this time of the morning, I would hear the soft creak of floorboards upstairs. I would hear the shower running, or the hum of a hairdryer. I would smell the faint scent of vanilla shampoo that Aria used.
Today, there was only silence. A heavy, suffocating silence that pressed against my eardrums.
I stood in the doorway of her bedroom. I hadn't gone in since the night of the accident—three days ago. My hand hovered over the doorknob, trembling. I was a Beta female. I was supposed to be strong, steady, the backbone of my family.
But right now, I felt like glass that had been shattered and glue back together wrong.
I pushed the door open.
Her room was exactly as she had left it. Her bed was made—perfectly, of cou
