Chapter 6. The Party (2)

Iris’s POV

We had just got in and I had taken a seat, preparing to watch others dance, while having a safe discussion with Alpha Andrew when a few minutes into our discussion, as I was waving and smiling my greetings to those who were passing by my seat, in acknowledgment of their greetings and presence when a tall gentleman walked pass my view.

I do not know what led me to looking after him but my eyes trailed him to his seat and I was wondering if I had met him before. He sat down and looked up straight into my eyes. Our eyes met and I felt light headed. It was like I was drowning. I had sense of deja vu. I quickly looked away.

This could not be happening. Not again! I thought in dismay.

“Iris, what’s the problem?” Andrew asked. “You look like you have seen a ghost.”

“Oh, it’s nothing,” I said, trying to collect my thoughts. I imagined his face because I was not going to look his way again, I vowed to myself.

“Coward!” my wolf screamed a