Jace and I entered the golden hall, which was adorned with flowers on either side. Making the place look like paradise—as if the heavens had come down to earth. When my sight settled on the ceiling, my eyes widened in wonder. The plafond is dominated by vines and flowers, with butterflies flitting around. The theme of the party was really realistic and enchanting.
"Is there a hybrid here?" I asked after poking Jace.
No one can tame butterflies from fluttering the flowers above, and no ordinary wolf can plaster those live decorations. Only a nature goddess or perhaps a hybrid can do such a thing.
"The Luna is a hybrid," he replied before turning back his attention to his circle of friends. Prolly, Alpha's from different packs. I feel so bored. This is why I despise going with him, becau
