Alyona held tightly to her small glass of punch, her brown eyes roaming over the sea of faces, looking for a certain blonde haired teenager but not finding him.
Glancing down at her drink, she bit her lip painfully, silently chastising herself for thinking he would actually come. For holding on to that small sliver of hope, despite knowing that he didn’t like her in that way. ‘He’s probably bumped into one of the other pack girls and is off sucking her face’ she thought angrily to herself.
‘Hey, are you OK?’ Aria asked suddenly, nudging her shoulder and making the young she wolf look up again.
Plastering a smile on her face, the she wolf nodded, ‘yeah, fine, just wondering where my brother is’ she replied.
Aria pulled a face, ‘you mean man w***e?’ she growled, ‘probably in a closet wit
