บท 96: The Eternal Dance

Lila

Dane said this night was going to be hard for him, but from her perspective, he was doing just fine.

From the moment they'd arrived there'd been a constant stream of women floating around them—first as they walked through the halls of the Museum to the ballroom, then around their table and now…

Now she had to watch him politely agree to dance with woman after woman who could barely keep her claws out of his skin.

When the sixth woman in less than an hour tittered an overly fake laugh and put her hand on his arm, begging him to take pity on her and sweep her around the floor, Lila almost left.

If the others hadn't been there, if she hadn't been forced to clutch her wineglass and fake a smile for the sake of the others, she would have gone.

At least Dane got to escape their scrutiny.