Chapter 13: Helena POV

For the next five minutes I couldn't focus on the dance. I pulled on my sweatshirt, sat on the floor and listened to the music floating around me, trying to make sense of everything Alexander had said...and done to me.

There was no way to truly believe the version of events he had given me, Fyre was drawn to him and I was massively attracted to him, but it wasn't proof. The music soared around me as the dance reached its climax and I made myself peep through the curtain.

Over thirty men stood in four rows and as the music built to a spinning peak the partners broke and ladies swirled into the arms of a new partner. It was an intricate dance whose pace built up to the switch between partners heightening the drama.

I spied Bella and Kyra, Bella still didn't look happy even as she whirled into the arms of a smiling Alpha Bram, her glistening dress and gorgeous figure couldn't compensate for a sour face I mused. Kyra looked to be having a lovely time as she glided into a tall brunette h