Gregory's Pov
The moment I saw her walk into the pack’s living room in that red dress, I was bewitched. The fabric clung to her curves, showing off every line, every delicate shape.
She was stunning, the kind of beauty that made everyone stop and stare—but it was more than that for me.
That dress defined her so well that I felt a surge of possessiveness rise up in me.
From the second she stepped in, I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She didn’t see me at first, but I watched as she looked around, her gaze searching.
I knew exactly who she was looking for—me. A part of me felt satisfaction at that, but the other part was frustrated because she had no idea what she did to me.
I tried to focus, tried to concentrate on the conversations happening around me, but I couldn’t. All I could th
