Camila gave a triumphant look to Meirah as if saying, ‘You can’t have him,’ Meirah said nothing and just yawned, covering her mouth with the back of her hand.
"Lucian," she greeted, her voice a melody that played well in the ears of the pack, "I’m glad to see the evening is going well."
Lucian said nothing. Camila was used to this. It’s great that he didn’t take his hand back from hers.
With her mission accomplished, Camila turned her attention to Meirah, her smile unwavering, though the air around them seemed to grow charged.
“Scilla, it's a pleasure to see you here among us,” she said, her voice as smooth as honey yet with a sharpness hidden beneath.
Meirah knew Camila was feeling everything apart from pleasure.
“We have organized some entertainment, a game of sorts, later in the e
