The punishment

"Brinley," he repeated, letting the word fall off his tongue, as though tasting it. "A beautiful name for a beautiful wolf."

A fierce blush painted my cheeks. I looked down and then back up at Langdon through my eyelashes, mumbling, "Thank you."

Topaz eyes danced as his grin widened. Thankfully, he released my arm. I breathe a huge sigh of relief because I was confident if he didn't let me go, I would combust in the next thirty seconds.

The rest of the dinner went smoothly, with Langdon only making a few sly glances my way, with the occasional wink. Each time, heat crept up my neck, and I felt my face flush. He seemed to enjoy the effect he had on me.

Once the wolves disbursed from dinner, everyone gathered in the backyard under the stars, to enjoy a bonfire and music. I continued my serving duties, walking through the crowd with a tray of drinks.

Langdon hadn't said anything for the past twenty minutes. I assumed he'd moved on to the next shewolf.

I was wrong.

Making my way to anothe