As soon as the words left her lips, Ashford shook his head in disappointment. Neon looked like he had seen a ghost—that Phoebe had just rejected her mate for Trevor.

 

Luna couldn't look away, no matter how she tried, so she focused on getting her dress away from where it was stuck. But Griffin's growl brought her back.

 

"No way!" Griffin yelled. "You can't reject me."

 

Phoebe was glancing at him. "I just did; now can you release my friends and me?"

 

"Not before this." Griffin muttered. "I, Griffin Theodore, reject your rejection."

 

Phoebe scowled at him. "You can't; you can't do this to me. I don't want to be...