chapter twenty

Chapter 20

Vanessa's POV

"Of course, I can manage," I said, taking Drake's hand. A smile played across my lips, despite the tension between him and Dante.

"Your gown is beautiful, just like you," Drake said, making me smile, while leading me to the dance floor. He kept on teasing me while dancing. I couldn't help but laugh, I saw Dante out of the corner of my eye, his fist clenched at his side. His face was red with anger, and I wondered what had gotten into him. He had never acted this way before. I tried to push the thought out of my mind, instead focusing on the music and my steps.

After dancing, I was introduced to some of the elders in the pack. We all ate and were entertained by dancers. The party eventually came to an end, and I said my goodbyes. I made my way to my room, I entered the room and noticed Dante pacing in the room, his fist clenched. His knuckles were white, and his face was a deep shade of red. He looked up as I approached, his eyes burning with anger, and I was