Chris
I hung my head at the bar and nursed my drink, feeling like a complete and utter fool. The hour had grown late and the ball around me had erupted into an all-out party, but I couldn’t seem to enjoy myself.
How could I have even suggested such an absurd idea to Ava? She was right—it would have been selfish and childish of me to leave Moonstone behind, especially now when the pack needed strong leadership more than ever. And I would certainly never let her be my secret mistress.
“May I?” A soft voice broke through my thoughts. I turned to find Amelia gesturing to the barstool beside me. “Is this seat taken?”
I shook my head. “Please, sit,” I said, offering her a tense smile. “Can I order you a drink?”
“A gin and tonic would be lovely right about now.”
“A gin and
