Tracey.
Despite trying to keep myself happy all through the ride to the party, I couldn't help but feel sad. I mean, what's the use of looking all beautiful when he's not here to compliment me?
It's not like his compliment is all that important, and I don't care if he is speaking to me at the party or not.
I just wish I had stuck with my initial plans of not going to the party. I would probably be asleep by now.
"Are you alright?" Christian asked after noticing I had been uneasy and quiet in the backseat where I sat.
I insisted on sitting with him at the front, but he refused, claiming that since I was going to be his luna, it was only proper that I sat in the back.
I wonder which alpha leaves his Luna behind when he goes to a function. Even thinking about it makes me sick to my stom
