Ava
The banquet was in full swing, the air filled with the soft melodies of a string quartet and the gentle clinking of champagne glasses. Chris and I swayed gently to the music on the dance floor, his hand warm on my lower back as we moved.
“You really do look beautiful tonight,” Chris murmured for what felt like the millionth time that night. “That dress suits you perfectly.”
I smiled, feeling a blush creep up my cheeks even though he had already said those exact words several times before. “You’re repeating yourself, Alpha.”
Chris shot me a cheeky grin. “I’m repeating myself because it’s true.”
We continued to dance for a few moments in silence, his fingers gently massaging into my back. I toyed with one of the lapels on his tuxedo for a moment before I inhaled sharp
