Chapter 71

ESMERAY

“What are you two doing out here?” we both turned at the sound of a familiar voice.

Duron was walking towards us, the same mystery lady I’d seen him with at the mating ceremony clung to him, her hands resting on his biceps and smiling warmly as he approached. She swayed her hips seductively as she walked, the wind whipping her sandy blonde hair around her face. She was pretty, tall, and slender with a tiny waist and well-rounded hips. She could pass for a celebrity.

“Duron,” I commented.

“Esmeray,” he smiled at me and turned to Ailana “Your friend?” he asked.

“Yes, This is Ailana, my friend from my former pack,” I introduced “Aila this is—”

“I know who he is,” she stopped me mid-sentence with a bland tone. The two of them stared at each other and I’ll be blind not to notice the tension between the two.

“I bet you do,” Duron says dryly.

“Oh, Esmeray,” the blonde squealed, trying to break the tension “Congratulations. Can I give