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Chapter 83: Maybe I Could Fall for You
The night of the party, Magnolia and the stylist came to dress me. After yesterday's preparations, things
got done. quite efficiently.
I'd settled on a slim fitting dress that was lavender col- ored. It had little off the shoulder, three quarter
sleeves and a chiffon fringe around the waistline and down the front of the skirt. The fringe went around
the hemline at my shins.
It was a good dancing dress, but I didn't think I'd be doing much of that. I was only going to the party as
a way to get Luther to let his guard down so I could get out of there. Still, I had to look nice and like I
was enjoying myself.
After they were done doing my hair and makeup, and draping me with expensive jewelry, I looked at
myself in the full length mirror. I never want to sound arrogant, but I did look beautiful.
If Theo saw me, he'd probably get upset again, thinking I was trying to impress Luther or something.
At the thought of Theo, my lips stung and I raised a hand to them, brushing my fingers along them,
remembering his kiss.
Shaking my head, I pushed that memory aside and I head- ed to the banquet hall where Luther had the
party going. Al- ready, there were a bunch of guests there.
Many of them I recognized as alphas and leaders of other packs. I wasn't sure if they would recognize
me.
I was surprised, because It seemed that Luther's influence was way more than I originally anticipated. I
did a quick count and noted down those alphas' names.
There were a lot of other people there, too. People that probably worked for Luther. This was his party
at his mansion, after all.
I'd need to keep my guard up and be careful. Otherwise, I' d never pull this off.
"Hey you," Luther said, coming up to me and taking my shawl, like a gentleman. He handed it off to a
waitress that walked by.
"This is a lot bigger than I expected," I commented, taking a look at all the people dancing.
"I would like to introduce you to people," he said, holding his hand out to me, "but before that, may I
have a dance?"
I looked at his outstretched hand and hesitated. This wasn't why I was here. I didn't want to get too
distracted or wrapped up in things, or give "Tallis" more of an excuse to freak out. Still, I needed Luther
to drop his guard, too.
"Of course," I said, taking his hand.
Luther led me onto the dance floor amidst a swirl of other gowns. He was dressed nicely in a deep,
black tuxedo that shimmered like satin under direct light. Sometimes, his hand- some face made it hard
to relate him to a vengeful rebellion.
He held my right hand firmly and then looped his arm around my waist, pulling me close. My cheeks
flushed a little at how close we were and I pressed my free hand to his chest to keep some distance
between us.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Don't be so shy. This is a party," Luther teased, winking at me.
I reminded myself that I needed him to loosen up and let his guard down. With a gentle smile, I moved
my hand to his shoulder and allowed him to pull me against him.
Luther was an excellent dancer. I was a little surprised by how gracefully he moved me around the
dance floor, spinning me and twirling along with the other bright colored dresses.
I smiled, despite myself, thinking how much like royalty Luther seemed to be. It was clear that I really
didn't know much about him and his past, other than the tragedy he told me about.
After spinning me away from him, Luther pulled me back. He positioned me so my back was against
his chest and his lips were near my ear.
"You look amazing," he murmured, "and you're a fabulous dancer."
"Ha. I was going to say the same to you. I didn't expect you to dance so well," I said, smirking.
Luther chuckled. "There's a lot you don't know about me. If you're interested, I'd be happy to share my
life with you."
"That's going to take you a while. You're a busy man. I don't want to be blamed for your lack of
productivity."
"Ha ha ha!" Luther let out some hearty laughs and seemed to be entertained by me, "You know, if Theo
wasn't in the pic- ture, maybe I could fall in love with you."
"I think you have some serious misunderstandings on the relationship between Prince Theo and me."
Luther purred in my ear. "Is that so?"
"In reality, you don't know me that well."
"Then why don't you tell me some more about yourself?" He spun me around again and pulled me
close.
"Well, what do you want to know?" It had been a long time since I had danced like this. Luther was so
fluid. He guided me perfectly in time with the music and never missed a step.
"Let's start with who taught you how to dance? Your mother?"
I smiled, "Actually, my dad, and he'd always told me that a male that could dance was a male that was
well cultured. How about you?"
"My mother. She taught me a lot of things before she was killed. After I lost her, I dedicated myself to
being the best I can be at the things she wanted me to learn. Dancing was one of them. I think she
always thought I'd end up in a leadership position or closer to royalty and wanted me to be prepared,"
he explained.
"I don't know if my dad expects me to be close to royalty, but sometimes he does want his daughter to
behave like a lady rather than a little monkey."
"You're funny." Luther chuckled lightly and tightened his arm around me, holding me a little closer.
"Funny is okay, but not funny looking, I hope."
"Ha, ha, ha." He laughed again. His eyes brightened and he smiled warmly at me. Good, I was getting
to him. He was starting to loosen up and be more comfortable around me.
The song ended and I pulled away from him. Now, I'd got- ten him to lower his guard just a little bit. I
needed to make sure he remained relaxed. At least, until I got out of the gar- den.
"Thank you for the dance," I said. "I had fun.”
A servant walked over and bowed to him. "Alpha Luther, Miss Jennifer said one of the guests from the
northeast was asking for you."
Luther nodded to him and then grinned at me, "I'll be around all night if you would like to dance some
more."
He went off to greet more of his guests and I headed to the banquet table to get myself a drink. Just
before I raised the glass to my lips, Jennifer approached me, eyes blazing, nostrils flaring.
"Who do you think you are?" she asked, poking me right in the shoulder and crossing her arms.
"I'm Ciana Black, daughter of Alpha Soren Black. We met briefly a couple days ago." I answered,
raising an eyebrow at her.
Jennifer scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Don't be a bitch. I
saw you dancing with Luther. You can't have him!"
"I didn't realize that Luther is your personal property," | said, getting her more riled up. If I needed a
distraction, what was better than a cat fight?
"Shut up!" Jennifer spat. "You can't just waltz in here and act like you own the place. I worked hard to
get where I am now."
"Right, and you don't want any competition. Is that it? You want to be the only woman in Luther's life?
I'm wondering if you've ever asked him if that is what he wants."
Jennifer's jaw dropped open. She shook her head and glared at me. "I'm the only woman he needs."
"Which is why he just danced with me and hasn't even looked your way," I said, shaking my head and
smiling humor- lessly.
I reached for my drink and took a quick sip, preparing my- self for some more talking while Jennifer
fumed, her nostrils flaring. She pointed a finger at me and sputtered a few times.
"Wh-what! Y-y... you're such a cunt!" she snapped.
I kinda felt bad for her. If I were her and I had an issue with my partner, I'd go directly to my partner for
verification rather than going to an outsider. The fact that she came to me instead of Luther, probably
meant that she wasn't confi- dent enough in herself.
Normally, I would just walk away, but tonight, I had to cause commotion in order for me to sneak away,
and she hap- pened to be the perfect trigger that I needed.
I sneered, trying to make myself sound arrogant, "I'm not the one trying to keep a man that doesn't care
about me from being with anyone else," I pointed out. I set my empty glass down and crossed my
arms, facing off with Jennifer.
If I riled her up enough, she'd make a scene.
"No, you're just the one trying to steal him from me!" she said, her voice rising in volume.
A few heads turned our way, but when I looked around, I saw that Luther was far away. He was deep in
conversation with someone else and he wouldn't look this way unless things with Jennifer escalated
even more.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"If you want him, you should sort this out with him, not me. Or... do you even not dare to talk to your
Alpha?" I tossed a casual wave at Jennifer and turned away from her. I said dis- missively, "You know
what, to be honest, now that I get to know him more, he is not even my type."
Before I'd taken my first step, she grabbed my shoulder and pulled me around to face her again.
"How dare you just use him and dump him? Where's your heart, you fucking bitch?" Jennifer yelled.
She threw her arms up in the air and glared at me accusingly.
"A, Watch your choice of words, or you'll regret it; B, Whatever. Your love fantasy isn't my concern," I
said, shaking my head.
"Fantasy? Luther and I are meant to be together. That isn't a fantasy, it is fate!" Jennifer shouted.
Fate? Was Luther her fated mate? He hadn't said anything to me about it and as far as I could tell,
other than referring to Jennifer as his "partner", he didn't say anything else about her.
I got the sense that she was just being overly dramatic.
"If it's fate, then you should have nothing to worry about. Since you're so uncertain about your
relationship with him, yeah, it sounds like a fantasy you have."
Jennifer's arms trembled, her hands turning to fists. She glared at me and her face started turning
colors. Her mouth. opened and closed several times. Then she stamped her foot and put her hands on
her hips.
"You don't know anything about Luther and me! I suggest you keep your mouth shut about what you
don't understand," she warned, shaking her head.
"Whatever you say." I shrugged, casting my eyes over to Luther.
He glanced my way. Smiling, he gave me a quick wave and then went back to talking. I made sure to
smile back, just as big and wide.
Jennifer saw it all.
"Ugh! You fucking bitch! Cunt," she cried. Jennifer stepped forward and pushed me on the shoulder
abruptly.
She clearly wanted to assert her authority over me. But it was exactly what I needed to cause a scene.
"Ahhck!" I yelped. Stepping back, I forced myself to lose my footing and I fell to the floor, even though I
could' ve steadied myself had I tried.
Jennifer's face paled and her eyes widened. "Wh-what?"
I hit the floor hard enough to hurt but not enough to se- verely injure myself.
Every guest in the banquet hall stopped talking and looked over at us. Jennifer was still standing over
me, staring down in shock.
"Oh, come on, I didn't even push you that hard," she said, her voice ringing out through the silence.
Quickly, she cov- ered her mouth with her hands, her cheeks turning a bright, crimson red.
I grabbed my ankle, holding it like it was injured.
"What is going on over here?" Luther asked firmly, hurry- ing across the hall.
"It wasn't me," Jennifer repeated, giving Luther a pleading look. "She fell on her own!"
He glared at Jennifer, crossing his arms.
"I'll ask again, what happened!?" he demanded.
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