#Chapter 22 The Alpha is Dead

Selene’s POV “Selene, are you ready?” Odette is knocking on the dressing room door, her kind voice unusually somber. “Yes.” I call, smoothing my skirts. “You can come in.” The door pushes open, and my mother-in-law’s lovely face peeks inside. She sidles through the narrow opening, approaching me with a wistful expression. “Oh my darling.” Odette murmurs bleakly, her eyes shining as she studies my reflection. “I really thought you two would make it.” “I thought we might too” I admit, keeping my gaze high to ward off tears. “For a while.” Her hand closes around mine, squeezing gently. “What happened, Selene?” She asks gently. All at once it hits me that I’m not merely losing my husband, but the only parental figures I’ve known since my mother died. I swipe at an escaped tear, “It’s what Bastien wants.” Odette frowns, the edges of her warm brown eyes crinkling beneath the weight of her drawn brows. She opens her mouth to speak but before any words can