#Chapter 63: Succubus

Atwood Ruby comes so close to letting her wolf mark me, but then stops. It hurts, but I still have hope; even my own wolf feels like they’ll get to mark each other soon. I just have to be patient. I watch as Ruby leaves the ballroom through the crowd. I want to follow her, but as I start to make my way toward the door, I’m stopped by my mother. When I turn to look at her, she’s surprisingly smiling. She’s holding two champagne glasses and holds one out to me. “Have a drink with your mother, will you?” she says. “I just need to check on Ruby,” I answer. I try to walk past her, but she steps into my path and scowls. “Oh, come now, Atwood,” she says. “Ruby just went to powder her nose. Give the girl some space.” With a sigh, I take the glass of champagne offered to me by my mother. She holds hers up and we clink our glasses together before drinking. “I know you’re cross with me for inviting Paine to the castle, but you must understand that I