~Hey guys! I got inspired.~
(James POV)
Something wasn't right. He could feel it. Scanning the crowd of his people dancing and enjoying themselves looked normal. But he couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right. After Cassandra went to use the restroom she came back looking happy and glowing. Seeing her and Johnathan dancing together, smiling, and laughing, both shocked and pleased him. He noticed as the night went on she seemed off. Almost drunk. He could smell champagne on her. But he wasn't seeing champagne being served. By the time she excused herself her eyelids were drooping. It wasn't until a couple of minutes after she was out of sight his wolf started pacing. He ignored the feeling.
'You're just being paranoid. Give her some space.' He mumbled to himself and his wo
