Fenrir POV
I changed quickly into the dark formal coat my mother had laid out herself, collar fastened high, nothing left to chance. By the time I made it down to the entrance, the courtyard had already begun filling with staff arranging themselves into the same two long rows I'd grown up watching form for arrivals like this one. It was a sight I was accustomed to, but this time I felt more anxious than I had in a long while, and that wasn't something a Lycan was meant to show. Maybe it was because this visit was one I hadn't had in years, and it brought back memories that came with it, along with the goosebumps that followed.
Aria was already there, and the moment I saw her, I was blown away. I hadn't expected her to look the way she did. She stood near the base of the steps in deep gol
