The Revenge

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

My mind swirled with Torben as I dried myself just being out of the shower. The closer the hour of the ball came more nervous I became. I couldn't help it. Along with nervousness came fear. All the memories of the Alpha forcing himself on me resurfaced.

Isobel offered to do my make up which I was grateful for, I had no idea what to do with it. Once she finished her masterpiece, a smile appeared on her face in satisfaction. She began doing hers while I started working on my long dark hair. I softly curled my hair and put them in a half-up hairstyle with a few strands flowing around my face. Once satisfied with it I went to get dressed. I chose a sparkling gold long gown with a full skirt, low plunge neckline with thin straps and an open low back with matching heels.

Once both of us were ready we went to meet with the rest of the clan. Everyone turned their attention to us once we entered one of the smaller living rooms. A blush crept into my cheeks with everyone's eyes on us. Isobel's mermaid style dress that sparkled for miles away brought too much attention for my liking. She was stunning but so was everyone else. They all looked fancy.

“That’s everyone,” said Celeste turning to Nicolas and Leon.

“Before we go, I just want to say to everyone to behave. Everyone needs to control themselves” said Leon glancing at everyone, his gaze lingered on me a bit longer.  I couldn't help the feeling that the comment was mostly directed at me. Easier said than done. I thought to myself.

Once he finished speaking Nicolas made his way over to me. “You look stunning,” he said grinning at me.

“Thanks”, I replied awkwardly as heat rushed to my cheeks once again.

"you to look handsome” I attempted to compliment him, flashing him a wide smile.

He chuckled and linked my hand with his at the elbow as we walk out of the room. As we passed other vampires, soft orchestral music filled my ears. The closer we walked the louder the music became.

Entering the huge brightly lit grand hall my eyes roamed over the decor. It had a cream and gold theme, the ceiling had the intricate Baroque type of ornaments and paintings, three huge crystal chandeliers illuminated the hall. Orchestra sat in the corner, the source of the charming celestial music. The grand hall was already full of vampires and werewolves, mingling and more were arriving by the second.

"I need a drink,” I muttered to myself, needing the properties of the alcohol just in case I would face Torben. I prayed I wouldn't but I wanted to be prepared. The alcohol would give me much needed bravery which I lacked at that moment.

Nicolas must have heard me, the next second he took two glasses of champagne from a servant as he passed us. He handed me one, taking a sip of his, making a conversation with our group. I joined the chat while drinking the champagne. Once finished Nicolas asked me to dance with a charming smile on his face.

“I don’t know how to dance,” I said awkwardly. I sent him a tight-lipped smile.

“It’s nothing hard, let me lead and you're fine.” He said grinning with playfulness in his eyes. My eyebrows flew up in my forehead, whatever leading was in dancing I had no idea. Never had a chance to learn how to dance. My mind was too caught up with Torben to realise that there would be dancing.

I signed ”ok” glueing my eyes to the ground.

He led me to the dance floor. Putting one of his hands on the small of my back and the other held my hand to the side. He moved my hand on his shoulder giving me reassuring smile. He began leading, dancing to the slow melody. Silence engulfed us my mind too busy concentrating not to step on his foot. I kept my gaze on my feet.