The pack leader

"We should go downstairs and start dinner." He muttered.

"Alright." She agreed easily.

When they got downstairs, however, it appeared that they weren't alone. There was a large group of people standing around and eating in the dining room. Upon seeing Celine emerge from behind Roman, however, the entire crowd grew silent and turned to look at her. Her blood ran cold.

The faces of the wolves she'd seen staring at her earlier flashed quickly through her mind. It made her stomach turn. The one wolf in particular, however, seemed especially curious about her. She couldn't tell what his facial features looked like, she was unable to look directly at him.

Nevertheless, she somehow knew that he would recognize her eventually. A shiver went up her spine and she gripped tightly on to Roman's arm.

Roman noticed her discomfort and frowned worriedly. He then leaned in close and whispered something to her ear. She stiffened slightly and nodded.

She didn't want to have any more unnecessary conve