The moon hung over the Winter’s Estate in Amberose City like a watchful eye that night. Glittery, solemn, and just a little judgmental to those not having the Winters as their surname.
It had reason to be. Inside the sprawling ancestral mansion, chaos wore diamonds and tuxedos. It was Grandmama Loretta’s ninetieth birthday, who was once a strong and powerful werewolf of the Winters Pack. She was undefeated.
The event was so sacred and politically charged in werewolf society that even those who hated each other showed up smiling. Pretentious.
Riana Regalia, soon to be ex-wife-in-waiting, soon to be ex-luna, and current emotional catastrophe held together by diamond and pride, arrived alone.
She stepped through the towering oak doors in a dress that made silence ripple across t
