DAMIAN
The corporate gala was supposed to be routine of another night of handshakes, deals, and reminding people why Hawke Global dominated the skyline. Crystal chandeliers glittered overhead, expensive champagne flowed, and the ballroom hummed with the low murmur of power players in tailored suits and designer gowns. But tonight felt different from the moment we arrived. Aria stood beside me in a simple black dress that hugged her figure which was both elegant and dangerously distracting among the polished executives. She was learning fast, absorbing the dual layers of this world… the human business façade and the wolf undercurrents beneath it but it still tested her in ways I could see in the slight tension of her shoulders.
Victor Bennett's presence across the room set my teeth
