(Lucas)
“You seem to have lost your manners girl. Couldn’t you come to greet your father and me?”
As soon as I heard those words, I was filled with both disbelief and anger. I was currently in the middle of the dance floor with Rose as Lydia, the wife of Beta Richard of the Crescent pack, Rose's adopted mother stood glaring at my mate.
“What is going on here? Is there a matter that couldn't wait? Can't you see I'm in the middle of a dance with my mate?” I asked as calmly as possible so as not to cause a scene in the midst of other wolves and Alphas.
Giving me a smile that I knew was fake, Lydia stepped back a bit from Rose. Her face was filled with more than enough makeup. It was as though colors exploded on her face.