Chapter 15: Qualifications
(Aria’s POV)
The station buzzed with energy today. Wolves were moving about more excitedly than usual, their voices rising in a near constant hum. It didn’t take much effort to figure out why.
At the center of attention, carefully ensuring every set of eyes caught sight of her, stood Sarah.
She was dressed in yet another immaculate white ceremonial dress. Simple, modest, yet enough to make her small frame appear ethereal, almost angelic.
Her delicate hands occasionally brushed over her swollen belly with the subtlety of a hammer, an action that had drawn more than a few soft murmurs of approval from the wolves around her.
“She just came back from Europe, didn’t she?”
“Yes, the European Wolf Media Alliance, if I recall correctly.”
“Makes you wonder
