Trevor's POV
She proceeded to the hall, while I headed to my room to put on something presentable, clothes obviously.
By the time I got to the hall, it was filled with all of my people, misfits and rogues as they called us. I had always been proud of being a ruler to them. They made me feel needed, even after the tragic incident that resulted in me being cast out of my pack.
Triton was there, a brother who had been manipulative at times, and even had an entanglement with my mate. Anytime I thought of the fact that Maria carried his child, it made me cringe badly. But now, she was mine not his.
I brushed thoughts of my earlier feud with Triton away. Tonight was for double celebration and not brooding about past wounds.
My eyes scanned the hall, searching for Maria. She was supposed to be here as she came earlier than me. I later saw her in a corner.
