My eyes dart around the room, searching for Tim frantically. I see him dancing with Alisa. Tim’s back is on me. “Ask him to come.” I mouth at Alisa. Weirdly, she does. Tim turns around and walks towards me.
“Let us dance,” Tim says, his eyes lingering on my lips.
“Is there something on my lips?”
“No. They are luscious. Can I taste?” Tim asks, leaning forward.
Is he crazy?
He doesn’t finish his next line when the two alphas arrive. The music stops and everyone halts dancing. I grab Tim and slap him on the shoulder, “don’t be a bad boy.”
“I am your bad boy?”
I side-eye him; he is acting weird.
Alpha Blake takes the chair in front of the big one with meals. Alpha Gray nods at Beta Flynn. “I am glad you are having such a good time.”
Everyone nods.
“Great. Drink to quench your thirst.
