Arabella Thornhill:-
"Are you sure you don't want to accompany me, my love?" Declan asked, dressed up in a tuxedo and holding a black mask in his hand.
"I am sure, Declan, and trust me, as much as I would love to, we have to think about the pack and its reputation first. Our reputation first." I said, placing my hand on his chest and leaned forward "My mate looks so handsome that I just want to stay here locked with him all night in this room."
"Really?" Declan asked with a smirk, wrapping his arms around my waist to pull me close to his chest "That can be arranged. Just say the word and I can make that happen." he whispered biting on my earlobe. I rolled my eyes, at this fool. He thinks I am complimenting him, when in reality I am complimenting and talking about being with my mate. He
