Cyra
On my way to find Yorick, I look around the crowded club. I honestly wouldn’t enjoy this if Yorick wasn't here with me. Dancing with him is nice, even if the dance floor is crowded.
It’s not hard to spot my mate at the bar, but the moment I see a woman’s arm around his waist, I feel Rina snarl in my head. I follow the arm to Menace and then look at Yorick. I relax when I see the way he’s looking at her. How this woman thinks she can steal him from me is beyond my comprehension. The best word I can describe for the look Yorick is giving her is disdain. The fact that she’s not giving up just makes her look desperate.
I see her eyes flick to where I am a moment before she fake stumbles into Yorick. I’m not at all surprised that my mate catches her. He’s got four sisters, three of them
