Ravena's POV
Lucien’s father sat tall in his chair, his gaze sharp and commanding. “Now that you have come to your senses, you will prepare the wedding banquet for Lucien and Astrid. It must be grand, worthy of this pack’s name. Nothing less than perfection.”
Astrid’s lips curled into a smug little smile. “Yes. It should be the best this pack has ever seen. Everyone should remember it.” She then turned her to Lucien as if he was already her prize, her hand brushing lightly against his arm. He did not move away, though his jaw tightened.
My heart pounded loudly in my chest, but my expression remained calm. “Of course. I will arrange a wedding that will satisfy everyone. I will spend what is needed and I will even bring in palace chefs to prepare the dishes.”
Astrid clasped her hands in
