Theo
I walked back into the ball and felt the warm, sweet scent of strawberries and cream envelope me. I scanned the room to see if I could locate its source. I noticed Tom standing at the side of the dance floor with his eyes fixed on a woman dancing with someone. She was beautiful. Her dark hair was delicately pinned up to present the skin of her neck and shoulders. I felt a tingle run down my spine. Her deep blue dress was falling elegantly down her slender but curvy figure. She wasn’t tall, in fact, I would even call her short for a she-wolf. I was mesmerised and she hadn’t even turned around.
I stood there, watching her intently.
Finally, she turned around so that I could see her face. I recognised her instantly. The she-wolf I was speaking to by the bus the other day. Her piercin
