As if my mind hadn't already been troubled enough with work stress, now I had to wait anxiously, thinking about whatever surprise Celine had in store for me.
'Dude, you could just call off the Ball. Y'know... Like you should've done days ago when she first talked about it!' Damon said with a scoff in my mind, only adding to my frustration.
'But seriously, this is bad. If the people of the continent find out what you—'
"I know, Damon!" I snapped physically, banging my right hand on the hardwood desk and causing a dent to appear on it as my voice shook the office.
I clenched my fists, trying to calm myself and my emotions, when another knock sounded at my office door.
"Leave!" I blurted, lying back on my seat.
I couldn't cancel the charity Ball. It was my closest shot at strengthening the diplomatic ties between the witches and werewolves of the continent.
It was also an avenue for me to showcase my coexistence with Odessa.
