I walked into our room, already wearing the dress but carrying the sandals in my hand.
Dylan looked up and saw me. His expression changed, and his eyes darkened.
I gave him a teasing smile, knowing exactly what he was thinking.
"You look beautiful," Dylan said, with a husky voice.
The warmth covering my face warned me that I was blushing. Dylan didn't seem to mind as he approached me and wrapped his arms around my waist.
As much as I wanted to stay in the bedroom the rest of the day with Dylan, I couldn't. He had to leave and prepare everything for the gathering.
Most of the pack didn't know what had happened, and Dylan didn't want them to find out.
He thought alarming the pack wouldn't be a good move, but he did want to warn everyone about all the ties broken between Staten
