“Here, Alpha,” Ray said, handing Dean a formal-looking envelope. “Alpha Mark of Bright Light Pack sent this. It’s an invitation for you and Luna to attend his child’s naming ceremony.”
Dean took the envelope and glanced at it. He didn’t say much, but his eyes narrowed slightly.
“You think she’ll want to go?” Ray asked, curious. “Becca’s changed a lot. Do you think if she shows up, they’ll recognize her?”
Dean shook his head. “I doubt it. Even if they do, they’ll second-guess themselves. Becca doesn’t look the same anymore. And we’ll mask her scent, so no one will be able to trace it back to her.”
Ray nodded slowly. “Still… Do you think she’ll go? Knowing she’ll have to face the people she hates the most?”
That question hung heavy in the air, unanswered.
Becca stood by her bedroom win
