“Kayla, where are you going?” Iris tried to stop me but I pushed past her, hurrying my steps to get to Isla. One of the women from the Luna’s club saw me and tried to grab my attention but I simply gave her an apologetic smile, my focus only on one person.
I grabbed Isla’s hand the moment I reached her, dragging her with me to the washroom. She was stubborn and tried to resist but of course she was no match for werewolf strength.
“What are you doing here, Isla?” I threw her a glare, my expression fierce as I stared at her in the locked washroom after making sure there was no one close by.
“Why can’t I be here?” she jerked her hand out of my grip and smoothed out her dress.
“I do not remember sending you an invitation.”
She looked at me and scoffed. “I must admit it was more than a b
