69

REID

The clacking shoes on the floor of the halls, as I watched people say from side to side on the dance floor with their partners, made my throat close with jealousy. I wished dearly to be in their stead, to be dancing with Miimii and to hold her in my arms and guide her steps as we danced, to swirl her around and whip her back up into my arms.

But of all that was most likely going to remain a fantasy, and nothing more.

Worst of all was the fact that I’d not been able to find Miimii since I got to the ball and I was increasingly getting antsy. I’d arrived at the ball unusually early because I needed to greet the Alphas that were in attendance on Alpha Fleki’s behalf until he decided to waltz in at a fashionably late hour to continue with the formalities of greeting the Alphas.

I’d not expected her to arrive as early as I did but I’d hoped that she would be no more than an hour late if she delayed. At some point, I had contemplated sending a guard to fetch her but I figured she’d thi