Leo watched silently, the telepathic communication going on between Curtis and Maya, his supposed mate, he still wasn't sure of their mate-ship, but he was very sure that he was very much attracted to her. The gown that she wore glued to her like a second skin, the lacy material giving snippets of how creamy and soft her full skin would be, enticing, seducing. He found out he wanted to hold her, to caress her beautiful face, to hold her to himself by gripping her waist, he wanted to shield her away from the eyes of the other guys in the room which were staring at her openly, unashamedly. The fact that she wasn't even aware of the effect she had on the opposite sex endeared her more to him. He wanted her.
But first, he had to know what was wrong. He was sure that Maya must have told Curtis some bad news, seeing that the latter's eyes were dilated out of shock. He needed to speak with her, with both of them.
