BLUE HILL LUNA
I guess she was a fan of blondes that completely acted like douches.
"Look, I don't want you falling for anyone because I know I won't be chosen," I tease, grabbing her hands and swinging her around the dance floor.
"Yeah right, you definitely won't get chosen," she snorted sarcastically. Suddenly, her eyes widened, and she sniffed around the room, her eyes landing on a man sitting at a table, scanning the room as well.
Their eyes locked, and they walked briskly towards each other, hugging when they met. Eliza walked away with him, and I was alone. Again. Her mate was tall, nearly the size of the Alpha of the Amber Sky Pack.