Aria's POV
The day of the memorial came and as anticipated, dignitaries from different packs came down to commemorate the Lycan King's mother.
Her pictures were at notable places around the mansion and in the grand hall where the event was being held.
I stood before one of her portraits, staring at her features in admiration. She was indeed a beautiful woman and I could make out the striking resemblance between her and the Lycan King.
Speaking of the alpha, I hadn’t seen him since that day at the waterfall. I knew it wasn’t supposed to matter but I couldn’t help but wonder if he was dealing with his grief alone or if someone was helping him through it. I hoped it was the latter because I knew how hard it must be for him right now.
Anna's voice interrupted my thoughts. "There you are
