Evelynn stood on the porch of their little cabin, waving goodbye as her parents left for Midas’s party. In rented clothes far beyond anything they could normally afford, she knew how excited they were to join the other pack members for a night of dancing and celebration. It had been years since her parents enjoyed an actual night out together, and she didn’t begrudge them for refusing to let her attend as well.
The next morning, Tara talked endlessly about the celebration while preparing breakfast in the tiny kitchen. Her excitement practically filled the cabin.
“It was absolutely beautiful,” Tara gushed while flipping pancakes on the hot stove. “The ballroom looked like something out of a movie. There were flowers everywhere, live musicians, and you should have seen the dresses the vi
