(Julia's POV)
Ronan and I had gotten separated pretty quickly, but I didn’t mind too much. In fact, it was actually putting me a little more at ease; Ronan’s presence only seemed to turn me into a babbling i***t these days.
I had done some good networking, introducing myself to the various pack Alphas and explaining my recent connection to Ronan as his mate, making good connections with people I would have to work with later on.
I crossed the room to find a more secluded corner, hoping to catch my breath and get a chance to relax for a moment. However, that hope was shattered as soon as I heard someone cry out, “Julia!”
A woman in a light pink dress was making her way towards me, a glass of champagne in her hand. She was beaming, but her eyes were cold, and I suddenly got
