Fell for the Alpha-less Queen

Chapter 396 Sinclair Family Needs a Timeout

“Grandpa, I'm not. Tessa said stubbornly. "The coming-of-age ceremony... it's just a regular birthday to

But the tips of her cars were so red, they looked like they could bleed.

Walter simply smiled at her with loving patience.

"Mr. Thorne's throwing you a coming-of-age ceremony? Where's it happening? I want to go too, Winona asked, voice laced with envy.

Landon personally organizing Tessa's ceremony meant it would be a grand affair- probably even attended by high-ranking werewolves from the Nightshade Pack.

She could no longer paint, which had been one possible route into noble werewolf society. Now, the only option left was finding another way to get close to high- ranking wolves.

Tessa let out a cold snort. "And why would you want to go? To ruin my night?"

"You!" Winona clenched her napkin, nails digging into her palm. "We're family, aren't we? You've gotten close to Mr. Thorne now-can't you help your brother and me out a little?"

"Help?" Tessa arched a brow; her knife and fork scraped sharply against the porcelain plate. "When I was exiled from the Sinclair family-cast out by the Frostmoon Pack-did either of you help me then? And now you remember we're related?"

she hadn't promised her grandfather she'd spend the holidays at the Sinclair estate with

casting an unhappy glance in her direction. "All that time you spent in the lower-rank training camp, and you've learned nothing. From now on, every holiday, you'll go back there for training-until the word

I'm going upstairs," Tessa said as she set down her

the best mood. As she walked away,

enough, the warmth they'd shared as a family during Christmas had only been temporary; the rot at the core of this household had never really gone

Winona turned to her brother across the table. "Tessa's up in

lowered his head, fiddling with his knife and fork, his eyes flickering with hesitation. He wanted to say something, but

a good word for him with Lord Landon-but he couldn't stop hoping. If he could use Landon's authority to help the Frostmoon Pack acquire that starfall iron

set, and dusk

room and didn't come out again.

Family

her laptop and tried to

of pine-his pheromones-drifted in

her window, the familiar

three hours before midnight. Landon had

gaze, Landon stepped out of the car and looked up

gently and waved