Masked ball
Servers greeted us with trays of champagne, Tyler took two and handed one to me. We had lost dad and Cora in the crowd but I could see Penny rushing towards the far corner where Steven was waiting impatiently. Instead of greeting his pups or kissing his mate he seemed to be belittling her and criticising her appearance if the way he tugged at her dress was anything to go by. It took everything in me not to storm over there and set his ass on fire after what he had done to penny and yet he still had the nerve to beckon her to him like some servant the moment he decided to be a mate to her “ he can feel that from over there” Tyler murmured checking my line of sight. “ not yet, he can’t” I shot back, taking a big gulp of my drink. “ are you gonna be ok, we can’t have you slipping up in fr
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