Chapter Hundred and Seventeen

NIA'S POV

After a painful singing and rising to the octaves, it was finally over. The party was done and I could hardly wait to get to my bed and have a large amount of sleep. Maybe after a well-deserved talk with Elsa as I had seen her and Arthur seating next to each other with satisfied smiles on their faces. I had thankfully rejoiced.

As I got up from my chair and headed for the door I saw Silas smiling with a single flute in his hand. But the off thing was not that he had a flute, it was actually kind of cool to see him drink champagne. He had always been a soda kind of guy. The problem with what I was looking back at was the fact that he was standing face-to-face with Gloria. Gloria, the renowned mistress of the major. The woman was known for making every member of the pack that was male look at her, with their jaws dropped. Mar