Alexander
I straighten the cuff of my suit as I scan the crowded hall. I’ve barely had the patience to chat with a few ministers tonight. More recently, people have begun to approach me only to not-so-discreetly change course upon noticing my grave demeanor.
I’m not actively trying to scare people off from talking to me, but I’m not upset that it’s happening.
This is a lot of bodies in one room, which translates to a lot of thoughts in my mind. The thoughts of the small orchestra trying to keep time, of the staff flitting about to serve guests, of the attendees wanting to dance or catch my eye or find a dark corner in which to explore another’s body.
The longer I have to stand here without Evelyn in the same room, the more agitated my wolf gets. I try to focus on my breath instead o
