Chapter 92. Friend or Stepmom?

Sienna’s POV

‘How are you feeling about this news?’ Rose asked in my mind as I picked up the bottle of champagne to accompany the glass flutes I was taking up to my bedroom.

‘I’m ecstatic, of course,’ I replied to my wolf hastily. ‘Why wouldn’t I be? All I want is Dad to be happy.’

‘Hmmmm,’ Rose responded with a soft growl ‘I don’t feel too sure about that answer.’

I felt a frown furrow on my brow ‘Well, then you’re wrong,’ I said, gritting my teeth. I knew I was pleased for my Dad and Freya, but there was still a small pang of jealousy there.

‘Am I?’ Rose asked smugly ‘You know you can talk to me about anything, I know the inner workings of your mind far too well by now, Sienna.’

I released a sigh as I stopped at the top of the stairs, my eyes stuck on the doorway to my bedroom. Freya was behind that door, where we were about to pop open a bottle and celebrate the relationship between her and my Father. The Alpha of our pack.

Perhaps