Chapter 10

Irene’s POV “Irene?” Cassie called and snapped me out of my thoughts. I smiled at her and then at Dad. “What's the matter, Princess?” Dad asked as he brushed my cheek. I grinned at him, ignoring the odd feeling in my chest. “I am fine, Dad, let's go.” We walked out of my room, Cassie and I in front, with Dad behind us. We got down the stairs, into the sitting room, and I felt a blast of scents. A few werewolves were in the sitting room, hanging around and some were seated at the bar, taking drinks. The main venue was in the courtyard outside, I had seen how beautifully decorated it was from my room window. I closed my eyes as I sniffed in deeply, tightening my clutch on Cassie’s hand. My sensitive sense of smell was overwhelming, I guess there were many werewolves at the party. Dad must have gone out of his way to invite everyone. My father walked Cassie and I out to the venue. We paused just when we were about to get in and I faced Dad. He had a brow arched. “Princess, is anything the