Carter's POV
The party has already started, but here I am, pacing in my room with a worried frown on my face. Something about tonight doesn't seem right. I just don't feel up to this party anymore.
I shove those feelings aside and head towards the pack house. As I walk, I can see different cars lined up from different packs.
I can see a lot of werewolves around the house, but the one person that I wish to see isn't here. I continue walking, hoping that she will be somewhere around here.
I walk into the room, and I'm glad that everyone was too busy to notice my arrival. I take in a deep breath hoping to smell my mates sweet scent, but I can't smell anything. I try to keep the disappointment off my face as I make eye contact with Katrina. She gives me an encouraging smile before turning
