The wolves of Nesta had knocked it out of the park. Clara’s eyes catch the ethereal wolf making her way through the crowds, that don’t miss how beautiful she is, even by Nesta standards. Their allocated gather hall was huge. The manor house used in Suntra for the ball and gathers was big, but this was jaw dropping to Clara. The décor and furnishings similar to those at the alpha and Lunas house, stone pillars, polished marble floors. Stained glass windows depicted phases of the war, leaders long gone and a region cared for by wolves that could make life grow in the deadliest places. Clara and Evelyn had chosen autumnal colours and themes.
Welcoming the fast-approaching change in seasons, deep greens, copper and browns bellowing in fabrics, plants and bowls.
It was a jab at Valorie, the
