Scarlet
The Spring Hollow Gala was nothing short of enchanting.
The Mooncrest Pack and the school had outdone themselves with the decorations this year. The grand hall had been transformed into something out of a dream—golden chandeliers bathed the space in a soft, ethereal glow, casting flickering reflections over the polished wooden floors. Twinkling fairy lights draped from the high beams, their soft luminescence making the entire venue feel like a pocket of magic hidden away from the real world.
Round tables were set with crisp, ivory linens and adorned with centerpieces of deep red roses and flickering candles. A large ice sculpture of a howling wolf stood near the entrance, its crystalline surface glistening under the golden light. The stage, where the Alpha and high-ranking of
