Selene's POV
The next morning arrived far too quickly.
I stood in front of the mirror in my room, staring at my reflection. Then at my outfit.
Then at my reflection again.
Then back at the outfit.
"I hate this," I muttered to myself
A knock sounded at the door.
Before I could answer, Zane walked in. His eyes immediately swept over me. Then he smiled.
"You look fine."
"That's easy for you to say."
"It really isn't."
I narrowed my eyes."You didn't even look properly."
"I did."
"You glanced for two seconds."
"That's all I needed."
I threw a hairbrush at him and he caught it effortlessly. Show-off.
His smile softened."Nervous?"
I sighed."A little."
That was a lie. I was very nervous.
Apparently, today I would be meeting a large portion of the Weston Pack. A large portion of
