(Quame's POV)
It was the evening of the mating ball, and everyone was running around excited about tonight's events. I was in a particularly cross mood because everyone was going on about their lives as if my mate wasn't missing. I didn't mean to be a stick in the mud, but I was hurt and angry. It had been an entire month with no trace of my beloved Mylay. The trail had run cold, and now tonight, everyone would be celebrating.
I was pacing my chambers when I noticed it was almost 6 pm. Everyone would be leaving for the palace soon. I decided to stay behind and let my Beta and Gamma enjoy the night. We have two large buses that will be taking a large number of our unmated pack members to the ball. It's an atmosphere of excitement around here, but I can't help but feel pain and depression
