MINE IN EVERY LIFETIME
Chapter Thirty Four — The Trial
The Gathering Hall looked different in daylight.
Mara had only ever been in it at night. Both times. The Gathering. The ceremony. Both times in the dark with the hall full of wolves and the platform lit and everything feeling larger and more dangerous than it probably was in the light.
In the morning light it was just a hall.
Large. Stone. High ceilings.
But just a hall.
She stood at the entrance and looked at it and thought about the first night. About walking in and feeling something tear open in her chest and not understanding what it was. About standing against the back wall in a grey dress trying to disappear.
She was not trying to disappear today.
She walked in.
The hall had been rearranged.
No platform for an Alpha pr
