Nino’s POV.
After freshening up and getting dressed in dinner clothes, we made our way down the hallway to where we were expected to meet for dinner. We keep our voices low and our conversation light, even though Kane’s eyes are alight and darting up and down the hallway as we go.
So far we hadn’t encountered anyone, other than the guards that stood stiffly at random turns and the occasional maids, most of the guests had already gone downstairs for dinner. I roll my shoulders as I prepare myself for the herculean task that was fraternising with pack nobility.
“You’re being dramatic,” Fiona says when she sees the stress on my face. Though her fingers brush against the back of my hand in a small show of comfort.
“I heard Alpha Kim is visiting as well. Majority of the people at that dinne
