"Azazel, can I have this?"
Sally offered a mischievous grin, pointing at the untouched sweet for Azazel. The latter raised his brows and glanced at the dessert, nodding as he glanced back at her.
"Sweet!" she exclaimed as she excitedly reached for the sweet while keeping her fork in between her lips.
His eyes softened and a subtle smile dominated his face before he glanced around. Teresa, Sally, and Priscilla invited him to eat dinner together. Apparently, all their big brothers and sisters were too busy to dine with them.
Azazel, although heavily involved in the plans for the upcoming war, wasn't as busy as them. His presence was only needed during meetings. Moreover, even though the Tempest clan welcomed him with open arms, many werewolves were still wary of him because he was a vampire.
