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?”
If she hadn’t promised her grandfather she’d spend the holidays at the Sinclair estate with him, she wouldn’t be living here at all.
“That’s enough, Winona. Stop talking,” Walter said sternly, 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 social climbing is no longer lodged in that brain of yours.”
“Grandpa!” Winona protested.
“I’m done eating. I’m going upstairs,” Tessa said as she set down her utensils and left the table.
Being around these people could ruin even the best mood. As she walked away, Walter followed suit, letting out a long, weary sigh.
Sure 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 away…
“Cedric, 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 at all!”
Cedric lowered his head, fiddling with his knife and fork, his eyes flickering with hesitation. He wanted to say something, but the words wouldn’t come.
He knew he had no right to ask Tessa to put in 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 vein…
The sun had set, and dusk was deepening.
Tessa stayed in her room and didn’t come out again. As the sky darkened, her heart rate picked up. To
Chapter 396 Sinclair Family Needs a Timeout
distract herself, she opened her laptop and tried to focus on work.
Until the faint scent of pine—his pheromones–drifted in with the cold night breeze.
Tessa shot up at once; outside her window, the familiar black luxury car waited.
It was 9 PM, three hours before midnight. Landon had already come for her, even earlier than she had imagined.
As if sensing her gaze, Landon stepped out of the car and looked up directly at her window. Their eyes met
He smiled gently and waved to her.
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