ZAIYREE
I looked at Cairo’s outstretched hand. I didn’t want to take it, but I knew it would be impolite not to, so I reached forward. He immediately brought my hand to his lips and kissed the back of it. My stomach churned at the sensation, and I didn’t like it.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” He kept holding my hand, as if I was his hostage.
I pulled my hand back and forced a smile. “You too.” I looked around, hoping there would be someone around that I recognized, so I didn’t have to talk to him alone.
He stared at me with an unwavering smile.
“Is there something I can do for you?” I had to resist the urge to take a step back from him. He was one of the Council of Elders, which meant he was a respected member of this pack, and I didn’t want to offend him, even if he had voted agains
