CHAPTER FORTY FIVE

( Lexi's pov)

I move downstairs to find someone to dance with. and I pause when I suddenly sense too many werewolves. God, this mother fucking place is filled with a lot of supernatural beings.

I look through the crowd, to where Ros was sitting and he is staring at me. His one arm resting on the bar counter and his other hand was holding his drink glass. God is he drinking? why does he keeps on looking sexy every time I am trying to resist him?

I start moving toward the dance floor, moving my body along with the beats of the music.

seductive, and sexy were just mere descriptive words, that couldn't even resemble or equal to the beauty that Ros carried within him.

I don't know if I was mad at him for getting himself a new woman or getting himself a woman who is not me.

All bodies rubbing each other in sweat. while it was not much pleasant. I wanted to laugh in fact someone was ridding someone's ass, while someone was riding someone's dick, God but there was something sexy in the a