"This is Chyna, our pack healer and my boss. That's her mate, David and he's also a healer. Here is Rocco and he's a senior fighter in the pack. Those lovely ladies over here are also fighters; Anchaal, Violet, Celeste and the other Sophia, as I call her." "Nice to meet you-- all of you." I follow up Sophia's words, waving my hand awkwardly. I wince before I can retract the gesture. If that doesn't scream inexperience, then I don't know what else does.
I tune out their responses, too busy trying to sniff out Dante and I'm so frustrated because I can't pick his seductive scent out of the hundreds. Hold on, has he left? I begin to panic inwardly, nose prickling with the onslaught of sweat. No, he wouldn't invite me and then just leave...
"Here are some more folks!" Sophia squeals. "James,
