Chapter 158
The tent is cold.
Not the gentle chill of evening air, but something sharper. Something that raises goosebumps on every arm in the room. The chandeliers flicker, then go off entirely, plunging the venue into darkness.
Gasps echo through the tent.
Underneath the tables of the non hunter guests, soft glows under the table cloths to ward off the cold. With a simple spell done by Alexis.
Benjamin had installed, being familiar with the temperature changes when she's emotional. The non-hunter guests exhale in relief, white puffs leaving their lips, proof of just how cold it has become.
At the front of the room, Daelan stands frozen. His white suit gleams faintly in the darkness. His hands are clasped behind his back. His jaw is tight.
The doors at the end of the aisle begin to open.
A single spotlight ignites.
And she is there.
