Margaret
I stood in front of the mirror, admiring myself in the white gown that hugged my body perfectly. The diamonds on the dress sparkled brightly, just like my future. My lips curled into a smile as I fixed the golden crown on my head. Today was the day everyone in the packs would see who the true Luna Queen was. Not just of one pack—but three.
“Perfect,” I whispered, tilting my head with pride.
Behind me, maids moved around like busy bees, making sure everything was flawless. I barely looked at them. None of them mattered. Today was all about me.
“Is everything ready?” I asked sharply.
“Yes, Luna Margaret,” one maid answered softly, bowing her head.
I turned slowly, then walked out of the room like a queen heading to her throne. As I stepped outside the Golden Claws Pack mans
