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BreeBy the time I stepped outside the ballroom, I had convinced myself that whatever happened, I was going to ignore Aaron.I had spent enough time worrying about his moods for one evening. If he wanted to dance with his fiancée, he was welcome to do so. If he wanted to leave the gala without explaining himself, that was his business too.I was done trying to understand him.At least, that was what I told myself until I stepped outside and found him waiting beside the car.I stopped briefly, then walked toward it, determined not to let his presence affect me. The driver opened the door, and I was about to climb into the front passenger seat when Aaron spoke.“Sit at the back.”I turned to look at him.“Why?”“Because I said so.”I stared at him, wondering if he had any idea how exhausting he could be.“Of course,” I muttered before walking around to the other side and climbing into the back seat.Aaron followed me inside, and the driver pulled away from the hotel.Neither of us spoke
BreeSomething felt off the moment Cassandra returned to the ballroom.I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but she had been gone for an awfully long time for someone who had supposedly gone to the restroom. I had almost finished the drink in front of me by the time she finally appeared, walking toward our table with the same graceful confidence she always carried.Cassandra stopped beside me and looked at the vacant chair."Where is Aaron?""He stepped away to speak with someone."Her eyes narrowed slightly. "Where did he go?"I turned to look at her."Sorry, I didn't realize I was supposed to follow him around like his second shadow."Cassandra's expression hardened."I wasn't asking you to be funny.""And I wasn't trying to be."She stared at me, clearly unimpressed by my response. I resisted the urge to smile. There was something satisfying about reminding Cassandra that I wasn't one of the people who would automatically agree with everything she said simply because she was beauti
CassandraThe moment I left Aaron's table, my mind kept replaying the little exchange between Bree and Matteo. I could still picture the way he had looked at her and the easy confidence with which he had slipped a card into Bree's hand like it was the most normal thing in the world.I swallowed, barely holding my anger in. I turned into a secluded hallway away from the ballroom, my heels clicking against the polished floor.I found him standing by a tall window, hands in his pockets, jacket hanging open. He looked completely at ease, as though he hadn't spent the last few minutes flirting with another woman in front of me.His own mate.Matteo turned when he heard my footsteps. His eyes moved over my dress before settling on my face."Well, look who finally escaped her future husband," he said with a lazy smile.I stopped in front of him. "Why were you flirting with Aaron's assistant?" I demanded, unable to hide my jealousy.His mouth curved into a wider smile. "Is that what you came
AaronI watched Matteo Bellini disappear into the crowd, my jaw tightening as I remembered the way he'd smiled at Bree and handed her his card.My wolf was in no mood to let it go. *He wants our mate.*"He was just talking with her," I corrected silently.*Same thing.*I ignored him and turned toward Bree, only to find her slipping Matteo's card into her purse. Something unpleasant twisted in my chest.Before I could say anything, Cassandra touched my arm. "Excuse me, darling. I need to use the restroom.""All right."She leaned over and kissed my cheek before walking away, leaving me alone with the woman who had managed to turn a perfectly ordinary evening into a test of my patience.I pulled out my chair and sat beside Bree. She glanced at me briefly before returning her attention to the ballroom. I watched her for a moment, taking in the emerald gown hugging her curves, the soft waves of her hair, and the ease with which she sat. She was beautiful. And the fact that other men thou
BreeThe moment we stepped into the gala hall, I understood why people spent so much money to attend events like this.Everything looked expensive, from the huge crystal chandeliers casting warm light over the elegantly dressed guests to the waiters weaving through the crowd with trays of champagne. At the same time, soft music played in the background.Everywhere I looked, there were beautiful people in designer clothes, exchanging greetings and discussing things I could only imagine involved millions of dollars.For a moment I wondered what I was doing there. Then I remembered the emerald gown hugging my curves, the elegant hairstyle Marcus had given me, the confidence I'd felt the first time I looked at myself in the mirror.I belonged wherever I chose to stand. At least, that was what I told myself as Aaron guided us toward a table near the center of the hall.Cassandra immediately took the seat on his right, leaving me to sit on his left. I settled in, smoothing my dress over my t
BreeWhen Marcus finally left with his team, I closed the door behind them and leaned against it, smiling.Then I remembered Aaron, and my smile faded slightly. "Oh."My phone. He was still blocked. I hurried to the bed and picked it up, unblocked his number, and almost immediately it started ringing.I stared at the screen. Aaron. I swallowed. Had he been trying to call me all this time?I answered. "Hello?""Bree." His voice was calm, but there was something underneath it. "We're waiting for you."I blinked. "We?""Yes. We are already in the car waiting."My stomach tightened. "Oh. Okay."I ended the call and stared at the phone, and suddenly all the excitement I'd felt a few minutes ago disappeared beneath a fresh wave of nerves. They were waiting for me, which meant I wasn't going alone.I looked at myself in the mirror again. The dress was beautiful. My hair looked perfect. My makeup was flawless. But none of that answered the question now running through my mind.Was I going to r







