Chapter 81 - 82
ELODIE’S POV~
I saw them coming before Johnny did.
The conference hall was filling up with voices bouncing off the high ceilings, chairs scraping, that weird echo that happens when too many people try to talk at once. Johnny was showing me something on his tablet, some note about Professor Nolan’s previous presentations, but I wasn’t really paying attention.
I felt it first. That pull.
God, I hated that I still felt it.
My wolf perked up, alert, and I wanted to tell her to stop, to just stop because it didn’t matter, he didn’t want us, but she never listened. She never learned.
Dante walked in.
And right behind him, Sienna’s hand tucked into the crook of his arm like it belonged there.
They were headed toward the front. Of course they were. Dante’s company had one of the biggest exhibitions here, and he was... he was Dante. Alpha of the Bellini Pack. He could probably sit on the damn stage if he wanted.
My chest hurt.
I looked down at my tablet. Focused on the screen even though the words blurred together into nonsense.
"Elodie?" Johnny’s voice, quiet beside me.