Dream Mate
Eat your heart out, Hogwarts, because there were floating balls of light giving a soft glow to the area.
Tables and chairs decorated in black with gold, blue, green, and red were positioned around the space with floating lights above them like invisible chandeliers and plates of steaming and delicious-smelling foods. I licked my chops, taking a half step toward a table with a roasted turkey leg tempting my rumbling stomach.
‘We should get dressed and find our mate before filling your stomach.’ August scolded.
‘I wasn’t going to eat. It just smelled good.’ I rolled my eyes and headed for what I hope is inside the packhouse.