Ella POV
Our goodbyes with Diana were polite, but the relief on my mother’s face was palpable the moment the car pulled away from the curb. Her smile faded, replaced by a serious expression that made my stomach twist uneasily.
Just yesterday, she had seemed so fond of Alexander, and now it felt as though all our progress had been undone.
I couldn’t let it end like this—I needed her support.
“Well, that was... interesting,” I said, hoping to spark a conversation and gauge her thoughts.
“It certainly was,” she agreed, her tone neutral but measured. “I have to say, Diana is not quite what I imagined.”
“In what way?” I asked, genuinely curious.
“She’s the daughter of an alpha and a Luna herself. We’re of similar status and age, so I assumed she’d follow the social rul
