Manon's POV
Jay, my mate, was standing in front of me, and I was overwhelmed with joy. My wolf was dancing in my mind, having longed for this man for what felt like forever. I honestly thought she would die of sadness if he hadn't spoken to us. I was so nervous just being in his presence. He looked handsome as always, but in a tuxedo- wow, he was absolutely irresistible! A complete meal course.
I sat on the couch in his massive room, and he handed me a glass of white wine. Our fingers brushed, and I felt electricity jolt through my body. I gulped the wine; it was dry. So delicious.
He sat across from me, facing me. "How have you been?" he asked. He was expressionless.
"What do you think?" I almost growled, my anger bubbling to the surface. "You left me and refused to answer
