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shamed and annoyed all at once. Lorraine had played me for a fool, sending me on a deliberately lon

on for all and sundry. I had combed my stringy hair until it shone almost as beautifully as Emmaline's. I could not borr

twice at me, not intimidated by me in the least and it was refreshing to seem invisible for once. The party hall was warm and full of people, males and female

in a joke with a younger werewolf who looked a lot like him. A beautiful she-wolf dressed suitably for a princess sat nearby, picking at her food and ind

ving me a migraine and I had only spent a few minutes in there. The halls were alike– long, narrow and seeming never-ending and soon, I was lost in one of them. Considering that soon someone would

. The slab of meat splattered on the floor and I choked back my tears of dismay as I bent down to

ged. In my awe, I forgot my meal and ambled towards the tower of books. I could not read any of them and they

s startled by the deep bass and the book dropped from my grasp. It seemed everyone was determined to scare me that day. His eye

. I'm sorry for. . .b

blaze with curiosity and I could have melted into oil there and then. I gulped noiselessly, never being so close to a male before except Chad but it was not even as close as the stranger w

ll. Was this a palace or a maze? Panic bubbled in my throat as I sought a way out of the endless walls and halls. Turning off a sharp curve, I ran into another male but it was one I recognized by sigh

ching his lips. He was obviously drunk and I tiptoed around him but his arm wrapped around my waist

still peeping behind me. "Coming

ste. He must have thought I was a flirty tease, two words that I knew but wasn't. Using the element of surprise, I rescued m

d. "Pity. .I. .never. .thought. .I. .would. .see. .th

oning my meal for a book I could not read and my only nice jeans was caked with damp dirt. I touched my face to check for dirt and brushing my hand against my chin, a strange sensation trave