Theodora looked up to find her best friend standing there. He was holding a bottle of wine, and there was a firm look of displeasure on his face.
"Eric?" She stood up to meet him, "You're here, too,"
"How did you find out about this place?" He questioned.
Theo quickly glanced around the room and found exactly what she was looking for. Finn was sitting not too far away from them, and there was an empty spot next to him.
"I came with a friend. How about you?" She frowned.
"What friend?" His brows creased in question and he looked down and saw Liam on the couch, who waved lazily at them with a look that said he's been listening.
Eric grabbed her by the arm and pulled her somewhere more secluded. The displeased look had graduated into a more clenched expression, "Isn't that Sinclair? The Heir of the Dark horse Pack and your dad's rival Pack?"
"Yes,"
"Then what are you doing with him?" Eric snapped.
