I closed my mouth and nodded my head.

“It’s a beautiful dress,” Samuel, I believe his name was, said. His chiseled jaw and perfectly, edge-cut hair were more than enough to make the girls swoon.

And they did, many of the un-mated she-wolves were flicking their hair, glancing over to where he stood but none dared to approach.

“Thank you,” I couldn’t remove my eyes from the man, he was handsome, yes, but nowhere near as handsome as Percy, and this man's presence ...