Blood Oath (#8, the Mystic Wolves) by Belinda Boring

Author:Belinda Boring [Boring, Belinda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blushing Heart Press
Published: 2017-04-06T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINETEEN

The grandeur of the large estate dazzled me, even after all this time. As a wide-eyed young man, I’d taken a few moments to simply stand and take it all in—the large home’s architecture a tribute to all that was magnificent in England. Lighted lanterns adorned the front, casting a glow against the carved stone walls. Each window was lit from within, signifying that the ball was already underway, and the music beckoned the new arrivals to a night of dancing and finery.

Ms. Valeria had absolutely outdone herself with both mine, and Lady Hannah’s attire. My hostess all but floated out of the carriage in her light blue dress, the color complimenting the deeper hue of her eyes. She’d teased on the journey to the large estate just outside London that my flattery was enough to make her blush for the rest of the night.

It was the truth, no matter how hard she tried to deflect it. She was the very picture of grace and elegance, and I was proud to escort her to the festivities.

In return, she’d gushed over the color choices for my own wardrobe. Dressed in a deep green topcoat, she murmured something about needing a stick to keep away all my admirers, all while fanning herself.

I wasn’t here to impress, though. There was only one person I was interested in meeting and establishing a relationship with and it didn’t include a long line of swooning women.

Sullivan Kilgrave, Alpha of one of the largest werewolf packs in England, was attending and as we entered the heavily adorned foyer, I couldn’t help but crane my neck to see if I could catch a glimpse of my friend.

“It never ceases to amaze me each time I come here,” Lady Hannah discretely whispered, smiling softly at the butler waiting to take our coats.

The ball was being held at Fairhaven Estates, ancestral home to the Duke and Duchess of Fairhaven. While such extravagance would become the norm for me in the years to follow, it still didn’t stop me from glancing about with my eyes wide and mouth slightly agape.

Marbled floors in greens, greys, and creams were just the tip of the iceberg when it came to the richness of this place. Like the first time, my attention was instantly drawn to the sweeping staircase leading people up to the first floor. Atop the pillars on each side of the first step sat glittering candelabras, their decorative jewels sparkling under the candles’ flickering flames. Paintings hung in rows on the walls revealing family portraits and classical artwork favored by the homeowners.

Everything was opulent, and it was only the foyer. Slowly walking through to the main ballroom, stopping only to wait as Lady Hannah greeted acquaintances, I yearned for my own creature comforts. My tastes weren’t anywhere near this level, but I also surrounded myself with things that reminded me of where I’d come from and what I felt was important.

Verity would’ve loved to have seen this, I mentally mused. Quick

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.