Look me in the eyes

Thalia opened the door and stepped into the dark room reluctantly.

Her eyes narrowed as she assessed the room. Despite how dark it was, she was able to navigate through it due to her being a werewolf.

She used her secondary eyes, which could see clearly in the dark. It was that way for all werewolves and some other supernatural beings that had secondary eyesight.

Thalia glimpsed Sandro at the bar, which was in the corner of the room. His back was turned to her and his muscle flexed as he hoisted his hand to grip the champagne bottle.

“It's nice of you to arrive earlier than I imagined.” He said.

“You gave me no choice.” Thalia rolled her eyes.

She sat on the hand of a leather couch in the middle of the room and crossed her legs.

At the same time, she stared at the dress she donned to make sure nothing was revealing.

It was a short-sleeved silver knee-length dress that hugged her curve. She believed that was the only part of her body that could entice him, as she had spent enough time f