Chapter 36: Talon's POV
My wolf perked up and started flipping and I knew who had stepped into the banquet hall before I even picked up her scent.
My eyes finally zeroed in on her as she walked to the table with Sara by her side.
The dress she wore was a terrible choice. It hugged her in the right places, leaving nothing to the imagination. Her cleavage peaked at the top of the chest and all I wanted to do was tear that slit open and f**k her till she forgot her name.
My cork throbbed painfully in my pants as I watched her get closer to the table. From the corners of my eyes, I could see Monty getting up and before I could stop myself, I got up and moved toward them.
"My king," Sara said with a bow and Avalyn whispered the same with her head lowered.
I stretched out my hand to her an
