Watching the sky beginning to darken, Isadore stopped for a moment to contemplate the forest, her gaze lost in the distance, her thoughts on the hours to come.
She didn't want to go.
The sense of rejection was pounding in her head, growing in intensity with each passing minute, reminding her that time was ticking inexorably.
Against her.
Soon Chlea would arrive to help her put on the dress that had been sent to her a few hours ago, and prepare her to attend the long-awaited ceremony.
That night at the castle, in the presence of the strongest and most influential people in the kingdom, with the blessing of the Moon, Rhys would become Alpha.
And he will choose his Luna.
Not wanting to go, Isadore stifled a sigh and bit her lips to hold back the rejection screaming in her heart.
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