Love the Wolfless Power Girl at First Sight

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?”

grandfather she’d spend the holidays at the

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 social climbing is no longer lodged in

“Grandpa!” Winona protested.

eating. I’m going upstairs,” Tessa said as she set down her utensils and left the

even the best mood. As she walked

had only been

did you see that?” Winona turned to her brother across the table. “Tessa’s up in the clouds now, she doesn’t care about us

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

had no right to ask Tessa to put in a good word for him with Lord Landon–but he

sun had set, and

and didn’t come out again. As

Sinclair Family Needs

opened her laptop and tried to focus

pine—his pheromones–drifted in

up at once; outside her window,

midnight. Landon had already come for her,

her gaze, Landon stepped out of the car and