Lydia
I'm still shocked by what Avery said during the rice-throwing. It's been hours since then. I'm now drinking a margarita while people are dancing outside our mansion in the garden.
There is laughter and music all around. My mother is switching from werewolf to werewolf while still wearing her dress. This is supposed to be a fun time, yet I can't relax.
Did Avery mean what he said?
That gorgeous alpha boy told me to figure out if I wanted to be with him. And if I do, he will claim me as his mate. He can't have been serious. Why would he pick me?
I down my drink, probably way too fast. The world is slightly spinning, and Jinora laughs from the stool by the bar beside me. Her flowing red hair is filled with flowers that she has been given by random werewolf boys wanting to dance
