CHAPTER 52: ARRIVALS.

DAMIEN.

"Have I ever told you how much I hate conferences? Especially when we are the ones hosting?" Lucas asks from my side.

We are standing at the base of the steps of the mansion, waiting and watching the Alphas arrive in their cars. Natalie stands by my right side in an exquisite knee-length cocktail gown that captivates the eye of anyone who sees her.

The midnight blue fabric is adorned with silver crescent moon embellishments, draping gracefully around her form. Her silver hair, styled in loose waves, complements the ensemble. Silver earrings and a delicate bracelet complete the look, making her a vision and making it hard for me to take my eyes off her.