Ruby's POVThe orchestra shifted into something slower. An old town folk filled the room, a soft vibrating off the walls. Couples around us began pairing off, drifting toward the open floorJames reached out and held out his hand. “Dance with me.”“ I don't really…”“One dance, Ruby.”I leaned closer, voice dropping to a whisper. “I'm a terrible dancer, James. I swear.”“Don't worry. I'll guide you. I'm good enough for the both of us.”I hesitated then placed my hand in his. His fingers closed gently around mine, guiding me onto the floor. My heart raced as pairs of eyes fell on us. I swallowed a hard lump, head raised high. My wolf which had been quiet all day suddenly stirred, pressing forward with an unfamiliar warmth I hadn't noticed in it for a long while. I shoved it back, hoping it doesn't spike emotions I'm still trying to contain.“You feel tense," he murmured, his breath fanning my ear.“I'm fine.”“You don't have to pretend around me.”“I'm not pretending.”“I know you ve
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