¶Silas Anderson Dawson pov¶
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I stared at the girl sitting in front of me. Oblivious of the lame jokes, my pack members were cracking beside me.
Her waist-length brown hair descended down her back like waves to sprawl on my table. And my fingers twitch, to feel their soft texture.
Control Silas.
What the hell is wrong with you?
A cold breeze hits through the windows and I feel her heavenly scent hit me.
Fuc*!
Clenching my fist, I leaned back on my seat. Trying to maintain the distance between us. My foot is resting on her footrest.
Your highness? Where are you lost?
I look back at Neil, my third in command, to only move my head in a no.
Nothing
I can't tell anyone about her. I can't trust anyone. Everyone saw the stupid vid
