I trailed behind Keira as she dragged me back into the crowd. The party was in full swing.
There was laughter, clinking of glasses in every corner. I caught a whiff of steak and realized I was starving. I glanced over at the food table, mentally calculating how long I have before everything disappears. The food on the table was reducing drastically with each moment. Werewolves usually have crazy appetites and tonight, they were all hungry and going at it.
“Keira, where are we going ? I called out, raising my voice above the noise around us so she could hear me as well as try to keep up with her fast pace “Who wants to meet me?”
“You’ll see,” she yelled back, flashing me a mischievous grin that made me suspicious.
I barely had time to process the situation before a male figure walked
