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Maxon
I step around the floor of the Golden Ballroom, bored out of my damned skull. Lianna’s not here yet, and I know why. Octavia’s spending a million years making my woman ready for tonight. And why? She already looks beautiful.
Plus, I miss her.
There, I admitted it to myself. The guy who needs no one except a good demon to kill now misses his woman. I shrug. When the woman’s Lianna, that’s a good thing.
G spots me prowling in the shadows, so she comes over to chat. As she steps closer, I can see her black velvet gown and s**t-eating grin. Finally, G got to throw her ‘my grandson got a girlfriend’ ball. She steps up beside me and surveys the crowd.
“How are you enjoying the festivities?” she asks.
I shrug. “You know how I am with formal stuff.”
“That I do.” G grins.
“It’ll b
