MY EYES QUICKLY darted to Clarrise. A small smile crossed her lips but her eyes tell differently. I know very well the emotion lurking in her orbs. I squeezed her hand and engaged us in another conversation. I am glad that Ayla managed to put a genuine smile on Clarisse's lips as she regale us with her stories. Moments later, sweet melodious music filled the hall. It didn't take for the men to ask their partners for a waltz. Markus came as well for Nereza. Lucien momentarily followed with a sweet smile.But before leaving our table, I asked Raven and Logan to help Ayla and Clarisse since both ladies are drunk. Logan helped Ayla while Raven took Clarisse in his arms since she can no longer walk suitably due to being drunk. It's very rare for a werewolf to get drunk. But Lucien mentioned before that a werewolf will get drunk if his or her emotional aspect is unstable. I don't know what came into me but I shifted my gaze to Drago right after Raven left. He appears uninterested but

LUCIEN HELLION SALVATORRI OF CRESCENT MOON PACKI HAVE ALWAYS been fascinated by my father and mother's love since I was a child. When they locked their gazes on each other, I saw love and passion in their eyes.Years passed, and I began to wonder what it was like to have someone you care about and with whom you could share your feelings. Then I recall something my father told me when I was six years old."Lucien, you can't just choose the woman you want to spend your eternity with," my father said with amusement."Why not?" I asked with creased eyebrows. "Because you have to wait until you meet your mate," he answered. "What's a mate?" I asked again. "A mate is the person you are destined to be with. The person you can spend your eternity with. Your other half, just like me and your mother," my father responded with a flicker in his eyes."Then how can I find my mate? Can we go and find her instead?" I asked, hoping. We're actually on our way to Burkhann City to see an old family