SOPHIA’S POV
I stood there watching Tiffany smile as everyone applauded her.
I felt hollow inside. My wolf was quiet now. She had learned to deal with the fact that our mate had chosen someone else. Then I felt Zade's hand on my arm.
"Dance with me," he said softly.
"What?"
"Dance with me. Come on”
Part of me wanted to refuse. Part of me wanted to leave this entire event and hide at home. But another part, the part that was tired of feeling small and defeated, made me nod.
Zade led me to the dance floor as a new song started. The music playing was a slow, elegant waltz. He held my waist while I held his shoulder. We began to move to the music and I was surprised by how naturally we fit together.
From the corner of my eye, I felt Damien watching us.
"Relax," Zad
