Unknown
I had never seen her before.
Not until tonight.
I had heard her name.
Arielle.
I had heard people talk about her.
The Luna of Ice Lake.
Joss’s mate.
Beautiful.
Kind.
Respected.
But none of those words had prepared me for actually seeing her.
She was standing on the dance floor when I first noticed her.
And for several seconds, I simply stared.
She was beautiful.
Not the kind of beauty that demanded attention.
The kind that made you notice without meaning to.
Her hair moved across her shoulders as she danced, catching the coloured lights from above.
She smiled.
At least, I thought she did.
But then I looked closer.
The smile didn’t reach her eyes.
There was sadness there.
Deep sadness.
The kind that didn’t disappear simply because music was playing and friend
