Dante's POV
Lily’s hand brushed against mine as she returned to my side, her steps hesitant, almost faltering, and I caught the subtle shake in her shoulders before anyone else could. The faint color of alarm in her eyes told me everything I needed to know; something had rattled her, and I intended to find the source. My gaze swept the room, taking in the polished crowd, but my attention snapped instantly when I spotted Victoria. That smirk, the way she stood just slightly apart from the crowd, a picture of composure and manipulation, made my jaw tighten.
When my eyes met hers, her eyes widened a little. There was a look of guilt and panic on her face for a second before she quickly masked it like the great actress she was. I frowned at this. She was fast, but I quickly caught on to he
