My eyes wander forward to see Theodore walking towards the house. He's dressed nice, and my mind shifts back to the gathering. "I'll see you in a bit, alright?" James says, sending me off.
"Okay."
I glance back at the house, back at James as he stands at the door, watching us walk away. I follow Theodore to wherever the gathering is, and he doesn't say a word to me. Needing to be in a good mood for this, I try and lift the awkward silence. "At least I'm going with the plans this time."
I wait for his agreement, but he continues on.
"Hey, I'm sorry about what happened with Claire. I shouldn't have crossed that boundary."
Theodore peers back, not showing much emotion. "Well she's going to be at the gathering, so let's try and keep a distance this time."
I throw my head back, staring up at the moon as it ducks behind clouds. I swear, the moon goddess hates me. This may be one of the few things Julianna and I have in common.
It takes a few more minutes to arrive at the building, one similar to where the gatherings were held at my own pack. As expected, the inside is cluttered with white tablecloths, glasses of wine, young people and sparkling dresses, everyone dolled up to look their best if meeting their future. Theodore scans the room before diving inside, and I jump in his splash, not wanting to handle this alone again. At least someone is here to keep me from the alcohol.
Theodore is cautious, probably on the lookout for his sister, and I spot a very comforting table tucked in the back. Grabbing his arm, I lead him to the table and he watches me as I take a needed seat. "Don't you want to dance or converse or I don't know, talk about the other girls or something?" He sits down beside me and I nearly laugh.
"No, Theodore. I have a specific way of handling these kinds of things."
"By not handling it?"
I scoff. "Yes? Look, this just isn't my preferred pack activity. Dresses and talking and dancing and flirting and mates and all of it just isn't for me."
Theodore leans back, looking quite curious. "I thought you'd enjoy this, being the Luna and all."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, every girl here dreams of being in your position. Most Luna's just walk around and greet people, rubbing it in their faces."
I fight back a smile. "That's terrible."
He shrugs. "After all their backstabbing, I'd take a victory lap."
I give him an amused look.
"Hey, I can't stop Claire from rambling about her issues. Sometimes I overhear things."
"Well, I'm not very outgoing."
Theodore scans over the crowd again. "So what do you do at these things then?"
I shrug. "Get drunk. It makes it all go by faster."
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