Rose made her way downstairs, her white sandals clicking softly against the polished wooden steps of the pack house’s staircase. The white fitted knee length dress clung to her curves, small embroidered roses decorating the neck line and hem. Her long silky hair was gathered into a messy bun, leaving a few tendrils framing her face.
Her breath caught as she spotted Eric waiting by the door, a large picnic basket in his left hand as he nervously ran his fingers on his right hand through his hair.
Looking upwards as if sensing her, his eyes darkened as his eyes glided down her body making her shiver unintentionally.
‘Pfft, pull yourself together human’ Silver hissed in her head, ‘remember how he treated you, he needs to get his head out of his ass before he gets a chance to touch us in
