The packhouse was for once quiet. It was a rare occasion but one that occurred when there was an event. Mated wolves had decided to make themselves scarce or to patrol, allowing the unmated a night to themselves. It was a kind gesture and one Eva hoped those attending tonight would remember.
“So how many people are attending?” Duncan asked curiously as they followed the lit garden path towards the party.
“Including the group from Silver Moon? Around 500 people.” Eva replied. “Nearly all of the other packs will be heading back to their territories tonight or are staying in hotels in the neutral towns just down the road.”
“I really hope some of ours find their mates tonight.” Maria murmured hopefully. “Oh, could you just imagine it!”
“Are you saying, when we realised we were mates, i
