Wolf Endangered (Willow's Forbidden Pack #2) - Avery Song Page 0,147

wonderful smile that made the screams go up an octave.

Then they escalated even further at Saint's arrival.

He walked over to my left side, waving his hand in greeting as fans were jumping up and down while the paparazzi were fighting to get the perfect angle. It seemed clear that Saint didn't do many events, which only hyped the crowd to an ecstatic thrill.

A brave female reporter rushed over with her camera crew, and I noticed the security ready to interfere. "Let her," I encouraged, and was rewarded with a wide grin from this woman who looked like she was new or simply star-struck in comparison to those on the far right, who were staring daggers at their obvious missed opportunity.

"Thank you so much...um-"

"William is fine," I replied, knowing she was struggling with what to call me.

"Thank you, William! It's a great shock to many of us that it was announced you'd be attending this gala last minute! What made you change your mind?"

"I was bored," I simply replied and nudged my head to Saint. "Saint decided to invite me."

"We're definitely glad you decided to come!" she exclaimed as we began to walk down the red carpet so the next guest could make their entrance. "Mr. Alexander! It's been a while since we've seen you at an event! What encouraged you to attend this gala tonight?”

Saint smiled brilliantly as he leaned in to speak into the mic.

"With the holidays coming up and after securing a deal earlier this week, it only felt right to invite William to this event to let loose," Saint suggested. That immediately got people questioning as the reporter looked over at me.

"William! We've heard multiple rumors that you're dating the artist, Neo, when you are Willow. Is that true?"

I could feel Neo's amusement through our bond, the bubbly, delighted sensation sweeping through me as I chuckled and shyly lowered my head just slightly while licking my bottom lip.

"Those rumors are valid," I announced.

The screams could pop a few eardrums as the surrounding crowd went wild at the news, but it surely wasn't enough for the reporter.

"That's excellent news! Does that mean the rumors of you, William, dating Dimitris Moore are false?"

Saint chuckled as he purposely moved an arm to rest over my shoulder.

"I hope so. Maybe that will give me a shot."

I wasn't expecting that, and neither was the rest of the crowd as people gasped while girls squealed in excitement.

"Omg! Is Saint gay?"

"What if he's bisexual?"

"Is that allowed with him so connected to the church?"

"They recently accepted the whole movement, so maybe they want him to be open about his sexuality."

"Holy fuck, that's so empowering!"

"Can you imagine? What if William dates Saint and Willow dates Neo?!”

"Aww! What about Dimitris? They're so good together."

"Right! The Willtris fandom will revolt!"

"Ah! Ask him out, Saint!"

"Do it! Do it!"

I chuckled and slipped my hands into my pockets while Saint wore his gleaming smile as he returned his attention to the reporter.

"Well, if everyone wants to know how I feel," he began.

"DIMITRIS!" a group of girls shrieked, grabbing our attention as we all looked back to see the very man in question stepping out of a brand new, diamond Lamborghini.

I literally fought the urge to gawk, the surprise of our pack seeping into our connection because I was sure we were all witnessing Dimitris's sudden arrival.

The crowd went wild, the screams and cheers deafening as Dimitris walked around the car after having clearly driven himself to the event. He didn't even wait for the event valet to ask him if he needed his car parked. He simply threw his keys behind him for the man to jump and catch them.

I didn't blame his reaction because I was sure the key fob was decorated in the same Swarovski crystals that covered the entire car in iridescent jewels.

His outfit seemed to be the opposite of mine - a jet-black suit with a pink tie that was specially designed with black foil that mimicked the same cherry blossom design as my tie, while his dress shoes were pink with black sparkles.

His hair was gelled right back, a few strands falling to one side of his perfectly handsome face. One look into his fierce expression told me I was doomed - no, we were all fucking doomed - because those pink diamonds glimmered with possessive anger, and it was all focused on me.

I knew without a doubt this man had somehow contacted Aurelia and gotten her to make his suit to his tastes, which replicated