Chapter 15: The Ulfric

I felt like throwing up, Devon was holding her hand as he talked to her, murmuring something into her ear which made her laugh. My blood boiled and I had to clench my teeth to keep myself in place. What was wrong with me?!

We were inside the Ulfric's castle, in the middle of a ballroom filled with what seemed like hundreds of creatures from around the realms, not to mention the fact that the Ulfric could enter any time now. I had to calm myself down.

"A lady as beautiful as yourself should not stand alone, love." The deep masculine voice jerked me out of my thoughts. I looked around and peered at the big, tawny haired werewolf in front of me and was left staring as I glimpsed at his gray eyes. They looked too much like Devon's.

"No words?" He asked, flashing a smile. A short werewolf walking by us stopped quite suddenly as he looked at the man in front of me with surprise in his eyes and bowed deeply in respect and I watched in fascination as the tawny haired one inclined his head