As she entered the ballroom, Janet's ears throbbed with pain. The weight of the earrings bore down on her, causing her discomfort. She tried to ignore it, pushing through the pain as she joined Una close to the entrance as she older woman stood greeting people who entered.
“Where’s Nick?” Janet queried, searching the grand ballroom for his comfort. His warmth. The elaborate flower decorations in the colors of rich autumn tones did nothing to quell Janet's agitation.
Only her mate's presence would make all this bearable.
“The King is otherwise disposed of,” Una muttered. “Johnathon is here in his stead tonight. You better get used to this life. Nick will not always be around at your beck and call,” Una couldn't help but comment snidely.
Janet searched the room, her eyes landing on A
