Everard emptied his wine glass and then decided to talk with all those three women to check if one of them was his sired wolf.
The first woman he had his eyes on was the one wearing a full mask, and a crimson-colored gown. She was standing alone in a corner of the ground floor. Since she was alone, Everard hoped that it was Ruby.
While he made his way to that cautious and scared-looking woman, he grabbed another glass of red wine. He was rushing to get to that woman.
However, he got utterly disappointed when she suddenly vanished from his sight the moment his vision was blocked for a millisecond by a huge column.
He angrily slammed his hand on the railing of the balcony and screamed in his mind, ‘Where did she go?’ Since she disappeared, now he was even more sure that it was Ruby whom he just saw.
Everard’s anger calmed down a little when he suddenly heard a familiar voice from behind him.
“That’s your third glass of wine, if I am not wrong.”
