Alpha Cassian's hand rested lightly on my lower back as he guided me through the glittering ballroom. The heat of his touch seeped through the crimson silk of my dress, a stark reminder that I was playing a dangerous game.
"You've captured quite a bit of attention tonight," Cassian murmured, his amber eyes scanning the room.
I followed his gaze and noticed several Alphas watching us with undisguised interest. Some looked curious, others hungry. I straightened my spine, refusing to appear intimidated.
"I'm used to being stared at," I replied. "Though usually for less flattering reasons."
Cassian's lips curved into a knowing smile. "The Silver Crescent Pack's mysterious Luna with amnesia. You're the most intriguing gossip in three territories."
My wolf stirred uneasily within me, her warning clear: *Stay close to this one. He knows too much already.*
