Page 169 of Wolf Roulette

“Have other women ever remarked that you have a way with words?”

He winced. “What I mean is that you look beautiful.”

I peered at him. “Wait, are you nervous?”

Sascha flushed.

Flushed.

My jaw dropped. “You are!”

He sighed as soft chuckles rose from the Luther corner. “I couldn’t think what to say to you when you came in. Well, I’d planned what to say, but then you came over, and I forgot the words.”

Bemusement radiated from him.

I tried to contain my grin, but it escaped.

That put a different spin on earlier. “I was too nervous to notice you were nervous if that helps.”

“I’ll be one hundred in a few years, and you’re in your twenties, so not really.”

I laughed as he spun me.

“What were you going to tell me?” I asked.

Now who’s vain?Booker said smugly.

He cleared his throat. “That you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. Woman, that is. Not thing.”

My shoulders shook. “Relax, Sascha. I don’t bite. And thank you. You look very handsome tonight.”Every night. All the time.

Sascha brought his mouth to my ear. “Would you look at that?”

Turning my head to follow his line of vision, my attention snagged on Stanley and thepack memberhe was leading to the dancefloor. The other couples were human and human or Luther and Luther.

“Shit,” I whispered.

Every member of the head team was doing the same. Some of their spouses too.

No way.

Cam was already with her girlfriend. Wade, watching proceedings, hurried to Jemma and bowed with a flourish.

“You didn’t plan that?” Sascha held me tighter.

“That’s all on them.”

My eyes widened further as Hairy, Leroy, and Lisa crossed the room to the steward side. I held my breath as they approached Detta, the head cook, Jessi, the tree-hugger, and Marty, the gardener.

The tribes’ shock swept outward, clashing against the Luthers’ shock in the middle of the hall.

Shock wasn’t the only emotion.

Disgust.

Fear.

Suspicion.

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