Madeline:
“What are you doing? Have you gone crazy?” Yuvonne snapped at me.
But the moment she saw Graham behind me, her posture shifted.
She straightened, trying to look relaxed and soft, then cleared her throat to sound calmer.
“Sister, what are you doing here?” she asked, standing up.
Her tone was completely different now, sweet and polite.
She tried to hug me from across the table, but I stepped back and gestured for her to stay away.
“What happened? You don’t look in a good mood. Is something wrong?” she asked, glancing past me at Alpha Graham and raising her eyebrows. “Alpha Graham, how are you?” she greeted him in that same fake, cheerful tone.
So I was right.
I used to think I was being petty for feeling jealous of her, but now I could see it clearly.
She hadn’t changed a
