Vanya's POV
As we stood outside the hotel, Grace looked at me and asked, "Hey, Vanya, where are you staying tonight? Going back to the Silver Moon Pack?"
I shook my head.
After what had happened tonight, going back to the packhouse would be like asking for trouble.
Wilmot spoke up, "That's perfect. Tomorrow's my birthday. Why don't you stay at my place?"
I was taken aback. "Your birthday? Why have I never heard you mention it?"
"He never liked celebrating birthdays or inviting friends over," Edwin said with a smile. "It's late, and it wouldn't be convenient for you to go home. Why not stay the night and leave after the birthday party tomorrow?"
After speaking, Edwin glanced at me meaningfully.
My heart skipped a beat.
There was something... off about that look.
Tomorrow, M Group
