Camilla's POV
Kate had once told me that if a male werewolf asked you the most important thing about the Blood Moon Festival, it was because he was ready to accept you as his mate.
No, I didn’t think that was true. Or maybe my case was just exceptional.
Cassius did ask me that, but he’d never shown any interest in accepting me as his mate. He wouldn’t allow someone like me to rule the Blood Moon Pack side by side with him. His ego would never let that happen.
Speaking of Kate, I spotted her seated on the bed, writing in her journal as usual. Perhaps she was a writer or a poet—or just someone who liked to document how her day went.
She heard the sound of my footsteps and raised her head. A beautiful smile formed on her lips as she closed the journal and rose to welcome me back to my ro
