MY EYES QUICKLY darted to Clarrise. A small smile crossed her lips but her eyes tell differently. I know very well the emotion lurking in her orbs.
I squeezed her hand and engaged us in another conversation. I am glad that Ayla managed to put a genuine smile on Clarisse's lips as she regale us with her stories.
Moments later, sweet melodious music filled the hall. It didn't take for the men to ask their partners for a waltz. Markus came as well for Nereza. Lucien momentarily followed with a sweet smile.
But before leaving our table, I asked Raven and Logan to help Ayla and Clarisse since both ladies are drunk. Logan helped Ayla while Raven took Clarisse in his arms since she can no longer walk suitably due to being drunk.
It's very rare for a werewolf to get drunk. But Lucien mentioned before that a werewolf will get drunk if his or her emotional aspect is unstable.
I don't know what came into me but I shifted my gaze to Drago right after Raven left. He appears uninterested but
