“Tristan, you should walk Ember out,” Selene purred, all fake sweetness while staring at me. “She’s… tired.”
I smirked at her before Tristan pulled me to follow. And I should’ve known something was coming… Sure enough, before I make another step forward, Selene stuck her foot out, and I went into a thorn bush of roses.
“Ember!” Tristan reached for me. For a second—one stupid second—I thought he actually cared.
But… Selene gasped like she’d just been stabbed, and Tristan spun around to check on her instead and let me face-down in the thorns. I looked at them and Tristan dusted off Selene’s shoes. Her shoes! Those pairs of Selene’s shoes were more important than me!
“Are you okay?” Tristan asked me, like it was an afterthought when he saw my hand and legs bleeding because of the roses’ thorns. “Want me to take you to the healer?”
Before I could answer, Selene fake-sobbed. “Tristan, it’s our Moonlight Anniversary! You promised you’d spend the whole night with me, right?”
Tristan froze. He was caught between Selene and I.
I made it easy for him. “I’m good, Tristan. Go be the Alpha or whatever you are for the pack and Selene.”