WILLOW
The Spencer house looks like a museum. It’s so grand, with French tiles and a foyer that’s been transformed for the evening. There are expensively dressed people socializing. Entertainers line up at the entrance doors, spitting fire and doing tricks.
Someone’s playing a grand piano in the distance.
Aiden had certainly down played how fancy tonight’s event would be. I’m just glad I had gone all out with my dress. At least, I look the part.
“Is that the beta?” I grab Aiden’s arm in a death grip. “Does that mean the Lycan king is here tonight?”
How splendid would it be for me to meet the great Lycan king tonight? It would be a dream come true to be introduced to him. Who knows, perhaps I could even get a chance to talk to him about my goals for orphan education in our city.
“Ye
