Chapter 26 — The Coronation Ball
Christa’s P.O.V.
The Dios del Sol mansion blazed with light.
Golden chandeliers poured fire across polished marble, their brilliance catching on mirrored walls until the whole hall seemed to shimmer like the dawn. Banners of crimson and gold hung from the balconies, stitched with the crest of my bloodline — the radiant wolf crowned by the sun. Musicians played bright, driving rhythms on drums and strings, music that made the air itself thrum with heat and life.
The pack gathered below in silks and suits sent from the world’s greatest designers, colors bold as flame. They moved like a living sun, vibrant, fierce, eternal. For tonight wasn’t just celebration. It was rebirth.
I stood at the top of the grand staircase in a gown that shimmered like liquid g
