Chapter 113

　　Lucas' POV

　　The hall of the Pine Creek mansion was a spectacle of light, music, and color.

　　Elegant couples swirled around the room, their fancy clothes and jewelry sparkling in the glow of the chandeliers.

　　I was impeccably dressed in a black tuxedo, drawing admiring glances from the ladies as always.

　　But as he made his way through the crowd, my eyes only locked on a stunning woman in jeans.

　　She looked so hopeless and vulnerable. For the first time in the past few months, she was alone, all by herself.

　　There weren't any doe-eyed Ardonis, male strippers, assholes wearing frameless glasses, or a fucking Lycan prince around her.

　　I had to seize the opportunity. I rubbed my hands together and grinned.

　　"Whatever is on your mind, don't do it, Alpha." Jorah, my Beta, said to me in a low voice.

　　"I like you better when you're on your annual leave, Jorah," I said.

　　"I wasn't around you when I was on my annual leave," Jorah argued.