HAZEL
The Grand Lycan Convergence—a summit I had no business attending, was the one I’d just walked into.
It sounded more important than it was, but it was just filled with men with overgrown egos, overflowing pockets, and overpriviledged statuses. But that’s the kind of men my father loved to bring me around, and he’s the only reason I was here today as much as I hated the scene.
I looked around me, annoyed at the flock of elderly Alphas and how they shamelessly gawked at me even though their wives were at their sides. It made me want to pluck their eyes out and run off, I hated it so bloody much and words weren’t doing Justice to describe it.
I was still fuming when I heard a low, familiar whisper behind me.
“That dress looks nice,” Xander said, brushing past with a slow grin, “bu
