Denera
It was all happening too fast. As I peered out from the shadows of the corridor, observing the bustling activity in the grand hall, a sense of both amusement and anxiety washed over me.
The guests, all dressed in their finest attire, mingled about, their laughter and chatter filling the air with tangible energy. It was clear that they were eagerly awaiting my arrival – the guest of honour whose birthday they had gathered to celebrate.
Me…
“Us,” Sevyn argued in my head. “It is our birthday, remember?”
I rolled my eyes, knowing that she was as happy as I was at the moment.
A part of me wanted to believe it was a dream or even a prank. Another part of my new life that was too good to be true.
Maybe I was going to get out there and the whole room filled with werewolves would
