Zara
Don't get me wrong, I was enjoying every moment, but I knew we had an audience. As if to confirm my words, one of the middle-aged werewolves in the room glanced my way.
"Good girl," Alpha Kane muttered, playfully squeezing my waist.
I could feel Carter and Wade trying to ignore what they'd just heard. Blood rushed to my face, drawing the gaze of several more wolves.
"They probably want to eat us," Nova grumbled.
"Could they?" I frowned.
"I have no idea, but I wouldn't rule it out." Nova shrugged, pleased she didn't notice that side of me.
Alpha Kane handed me a glass of champagne. I greedily drank the fruity drink, longing for something stronger. As several more people entered the back room, a man approached Alpha Kane and me. I knew he was a werewolf the moment our eyes met.
His jet-black hair was pulled back into a low ponytail, and his eyes were a striking shade of green. His black suit hugged every curve and hollow of his body.
