“What?” I asked.
“Nothing. Just don’t get drunk tonight.”
“We’ll see about that.” I took the drink from the waiter when he returned and immediately took a long sip, never looking away from Alexander. Frustrated, he shook his head and looked away.
Just then, a familiar form emerged from the crowd—not much taller than me, slender, and sporting an expensive suit that was likely purchased using the money he’d earned from selling me to a man who hated me.
My father.
I hadn’t seen him in person for months, but he didn’t hug me or smile like a normal father might do. Rather, he took my wrist and pulled me slightly off to the side. “What are you wearing, Ella?” he hissed. “This sort of dress is hardly befitting a Luna.”
When he began to remove his jacket to cover me up, I h
