Chapter 10 Nate

Devon was right.

By the time the Winter Ball came, my wound hadn’t quite made the transition from gorey to sexy just yet. It was still puffy around my eye and bruised in several places, some of which didn’t even make sense given that he’d hit me directly in the nose. Somehow, both my eyes had ended up black underneath, like he’d decked both my eyes out. Either way, it was horrific and not sexy or hot whatsoever, which didn’t matter considering the person I wanted to go with was going with someone else.

Devon cleaned up nice. He looked handsome with his dark hair styled backward and neat for once; along with the tailored suit he’d rented, and the cologne he wore which was making my wolf near animalistic. I felt feral for him, not that I could show it.

I kept thinking about the other day when Rule had attacked me and how quickly Devon had come to my rescue. Sure, Harris had too, but Harris was like a puppy compared to Dev’s wolf. He’d gotten so protective and growly