I tilted my head slightly, keeping my expression neutral. "I'm admiring the night view," I said calmly. "Is there a problem with that, Miss Ashmoor?"
Her hands clenched into fists at her sides, and I could see her jaw working like she was grinding her teeth. "That's not what I meant," she snapped. "What are you doing at this party? At the Missatian Pack ball?"
I raised an eyebrow. "I was invited."
"Bullshit!" She stepped closer, her voice getting louder. "You're stalking Calden, aren't you? You knew he'd be here, so you snuck into someone else's party. What are you trying to pull?"
I almost laughed. The woman's paranoia was reaching new heights. "I can assure you, Thessaly, that Calden's presence here has absolutely nothing to do with mine."
"Don't lie to me!" She pointed
