LOVE ACROSS THE DIVIDE: 029

Lora’s Pov

Sophia was the only one who could convince me to join the family for breakfast the next morning.

Now here I was, head aching as I listened to Yvonne and her children rant about the wedding.

The godforsaken was coming up in a few days, and I still could not find a way to stop it.

The sun was streaming through the large windows of the dining room, casting a warm glow over the long table set for breakfast. The table was covered with a white tablecloth, and the plates and cutlery were arranged neatly, awaiting their occupants.

I took a deep breath, trying to steel myself for the meal ahead. My stomach churned as I looked at the people around the table - my father, his mistress Yvonne, and her two children, who seemed to be constantly smirking at my discomfort.

I never enjoyed these shared meals; they were tense, awkward, and felt like a constant reminder of the fractured nature of our family.

As we started eating, my father cleared his throat and began talking about the Lycans