***Ivy***
I stepped down from my limousine, taking in the elegant venue arranged for the elite.
Reporters and paparazzi clustered at the front, cameras flashing at every guest who walked inside, and the cool evening air, the entire scenery felt surreal.
A buzz from my phone made me look down. I tapped the answer button.
“We will be there in five,” Tate’s voice came through. “Do you really not want to wait in the car?”
“No need,” I brushed it off. “I’ll be fine. Just get here quickly.”
“Okay ma'am,” Tate responded, then the line went dead.
I took a deep breath, enjoying the feeling of the night air on my skin.
“Who is that lady?” I heard a reporter ask.
“She looks familiar. Is she mated to any of the Alphas present?”
“I don’t think so. She would walk in with her mate if that were
