Dorian’s Point of View
Mason walked beside me as we headed to the grand hall. He had informed me that someone was waiting for me there, but he didn’t mention who. I didn’t think much of it until we entered, and I saw a familiar figure standing at the center of the room with a bright smile on his face.
I froze for a second, trying to believe what I was seeing. “Ethan?” I called out, my voice a mix of surprise and excitement. It was Ethan, the Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, and also my childhood friend.
“It’s me, Dorian,” Ethan said, his grin widening as he opened his arms for a hug. I rushed forward, pulling him into a tight embrace. It had been years since I last saw him, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of happiness and joy.
“You haven’t changed one bit,” I said as I pulled back
