*Michael*
I find it difficult to concentrate on reading as my gaze keeps wandering to the darkened window across the way. I have shoved a chair in front of mine and taken up position after returning from the reading lessons. Ever since Leah bid us a good night, I have been tormented envisioning her at the ball, dancing with one Alpha after another.
While the descent part of me hopes her dance card will have a scrawled signature beside every dance, the selfish part hopes she takes no pleasure from the attention.
Damn it all to hell, I feel like a rotten bastard.
After returning to my terrace, I considered going to the ball. I even have evening attire on hand. The Goddess alone knows why my valet decided to pack it. I certainly had no plans to attend any formal functions, although it's a
