Adonis swept her into his arms, sensing her lack of ability to think much less put one foot in front of the other. He carried her down their hall amid whoops and congratulations and then down the stairs where one howl began.
Another joined and another, until the walls rocked with sound.
Her pack, her people.
Fabiana lifted her voice to join them.
They continued howling even as they left the house. Cars lined the outside, every one of them flying the Moonstone Pack flag. Pairs cut off and climbed into the various vehicles. Adonis put her in the passenger seat before getting behind the wheel.
“No Raphael?”
“This is for mated pairs only. Besides, he just likes to drive so he knows where I’m at when I leave.”
They pulled away at a crawl. She realized it was less about the drive and more about the many wolves lining each side of the way. It wasn’t far to the dormitories at the back of pack lands, but this was a parade, and Fabiana and Adonis were the couple on display. They accepted well wishes and catcalls. The wolves made thunderous noise, heralding them as they got closer to the dormitory. By the time they made it, Fabiana was breathless with exhilaration.
“Come on, baby. It’s not over yet.”
Fabiana gingerly got out the car, careful not to expose herself, and waited for Adonis to meet her.
“You were supposed to let me do the thing,” he admonished.
“I wanted to be outside.”
He looked back at his pack. “They are magnificent, aren’t they?”
“Yes.”
“But tonight, I don’t want to focus on them.”
His golden gaze was hot on her, a promise of things to come later. She took his arm and allowed him to lead her into the dormitory and immediately to the right, where the stage was.
“We’re going to our booth. We get there from back here.”
Fabiana nodded, watching dancers race back and forth behind the curtain. She tried to see what they were doing but Adonis pulled her along and up a spiral staircase into a darkened hallway.
Raphael was waiting. “I wanted to make sure everything was prepared. They didn’t leave you any surprises. I’m leaving.”
She hadn’t seen much of him since the night he’d told their story, and he didn’t quite look into Adonis’s eyes now.
“Thank you,hermano, for everything.”
Raphael swallowed and nodded. “Siempre.” He patted Adonis on the shoulder before heading back the way they came.
“We’ll be fine,pequeña. The story is just as hard for him to tell as it is for me to listen.”
“Okay.”
“Let’s leave all that behind and watch the show.”
She nodded, eager to see what was in store. All this setup was driving her wild.
Inside their booth was a black leather couch that appeared to be quite comfortable. In front, a low table held two flute glasses and a bottle of champagne on ice.
“Raphael. We caught him leaving a gift.” Adonis shook his head and smiled. “I’d gather it’s from his stock; he collects these.”
After he seated her, he checked the bottle. “I was right. Taste of Diamonds. It costs over two million a bottle.”
“Two million!”
