Faith knew Magnus was ogling her the moment they stepped out of his car. He was watching the way she fixed her white shawl over her arms to keep the bruises hidden, but the Head Alpha remained quiet, simply offering his elbow for Faith to hold on to as they made their way around the Zolotov mansion and towards the backyard.
The word backyard was not accurate. The size of the land was like a mini park, with everyone in overpriced summery clothes while steaks and seafood were cooked on grills, bottles of beers being served by waiters in white shorts and sunglasses. It was the most expensive barbecue party Faith's ever seen; like a parody of what's supposed to be a simply get-together done by family and friends.
"Most of the people here are my Pack members," Magnus startled Faith by murmuri
