Hope looked around the ballroom, it was filled with people that she didn't know. She glanced sideways at the porters and butlers walking about the room with trays. She knew they were all werewolves and one word from her and they would whisk her away in a moment. She knew they could hear her no matter where she was or what she said. She glanced at Cyrus across the room and smiled wickedly. He looked at her with an amused grin as he raised an eyebrow and took a sip of his glass of champagne.
This was their betrothal ball, after all. This was the night they announced to the world they would be married.
"I wonder," Hope whispered, watching Cyrus' face from across the room. "What they would say if they knew you were just a furry, friendly puppy."
Cyrus choked on his drink with a laugh. He h
