Tomorrow was the infamous "bloody ball," and the whole damn coven was buzzing like a hive prepping for it. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t curious about the ball, but let’s be real, I couldn’t forget it’d be packed with dangerous-ass vampires.
Francesca couldn’t shut up, though. She was bouncing off the walls, convinced she had a shot with Derek. Honestly, I hoped she was right, for her sake.
Me? I had my eyes on the boss, High expectations, low patience. But I had to deal with that stuck-up Monalisa too, so yeah, I was gonna make damn sure I looked like a million bucks for this thing.
With the boss’ permission, Francesca and I headed out to shop for ball gowns, on his dime, of course. Gotta say, ever since the initiation, he’d been real sweet to me. Almost made me think he actually lik
