20

ARSENIO.

The distance continues to lessen between me and my mate. Restless as she stands upright, her posture stiff as she guides us outside where a large and vaste wooden table is set. There's another behind it and another then another. All of them where her Pack members are seated. Some chatting amongst themselves, some laughing and teasing each other and some just quietly observing with smiles on their faces.

It was joyous.

Wasn't anything like I have ever seen and it makes me feel like an outsider prying on a personal gathering.

I turn my head towards the beautiful brunette as she greets my brother who spares her with a nod not bothering to vocalize his greeting, being his typical brute self.

She moves on to the demon who does the same except that his eyes don't quite meet hers as she tries to hold his gaze. His avoidance is alarming and it makes me wonder what happened between them to act so...awkwardly.

The transparent turmoil in Annabelle's eyes gets a miniature smirk on my li