Orion’s POV
Being able to publicly claim Willa, my destiny, was a freeing and joyous occasion. Most of the crowd was happy at the occasion that their new ally will soon have a queen, and one that was so close knit with the werewolf community. The extra ties to the werewolves was always a plus.
My thoughts of Willa being much more docile and accepting in the beginning as I led her to the dance floor proved to be completely wrong as I felt her aura shift quickly from confused and concerned to angry and hurt. As soon as I asked my darling what was wrong, she instantly pushed me away. I’m no mind reader, but it seems to be that she took what Eamon said to heart, that was the only thing that quirked her in our first few moments of meeting.
“Let me go, you barbarian!” I had just secured my
