A staff member walked us through the living room to a banquet hall that was full of high class shifters.
I was ready to pull back and run away but Trent held me steady. I turned to look in his warm green eyes and he gave me an encouraging nod.
“You belong here as much as anyone,” he said quietly as we were led to our table. My eyes scanned the room of people I did not know and landed on the familiar faces of Sam and Blake seated at a table and looking bored.
Ms. Julie sat on my other side and Vincent sat next to her. After a few moments, I noticed Tessa enter the room in the pale peach gown she’d chosen at the mall, her dark hair draped over her shoulders and down her back.
She wore pale and nude shades of makeup and delicate gold jewelry. She entered with a distinguished looking young man that I had to guess was another student. I held my breath as I waited to see if Cole would show up as well, but he didn’t.