When we reached the center of the room, Tristan took one of my hands, and placed the other on my waist. That one, small touch sent a sliver of heat through my body. Suddenly, my fantasy became a nightmare. "Tristan, I don't know how to dance."
"Just follow me, and you'll be fine." He whispers in my ear.
The orchestra began playing and Tristan's feet began to move. His strength made it easy for him to guide my every move. This also meant he pulled our bodies flush against each other. I could feel every part of him, and realized he was already being affected by the heat pheromones. This caused me to blush as we were in a very intimate position in front of the majority of the pack. Tristan didn't seem to notice, and frankly, I didn't want to either.
Tristan raised his hand to from my waist and brushed a curl behind my ear as he leaned his head into the crook of my neck. "Happy birthday, love." I look up at him and smile.
"Thank you for all of this. You and Lauren have outdone yourselves."
"Not even close." He argued.
He suddenly moved both his hands to my waist, and lifted me into the air doing a small spin.
I laughed and wrapped my arms around him to keep from falling. I moved my hands to either side of his face. He stared into my eyes with a type of hunger that was almost alarming. He slowly tilted his head and my lips met his. He pulled away and I almost whimpered in protest. "You forget we have an audience." He chuckles.
My mouth gaped and I wanted to face palm.
Suddenly more couples began to join us on the dance floor, and I sighed in relief from not being the only ones dancing. I looked around and my gaze locked on Selena. She looked positively angelic.
She wore a full-out gown that was stark white, along with beautiful silk gloves.
I was about to pull away from Tristan when I saw Halid approach her. He was a striking contrast in his all black suit. They talked a bit and Selena scowled at him. I could see her sigh in defeat and let Halid drag her to the dance floor. I couldn't find Liam, though. My brow furrowed.
"Tristan, will you excuse me for a moment? I need to use the restroom." He glares at me and holds my body tighter.
I laughed. "I need to pee, darling."
"If you're not back in ten minutes, I'm sending Elizabeth after you."
"I'll be right back." I said, kissing his cheek.
Will add music later
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Us Against The World
WerewolfKaty Cross, a Hellhound Derek Kirk, the Alpha's cousin. Tristan Trujillo, the Alpha's son. Katy winds up in bad hands where they try to drain her of blood, but a guy rescues her, bringing her home to his house for the orphaned supernatural. During...