The morning of the Luna Welcome Feast came with golden skies and a subtle hum of excitement in the air.
The entire pack grounds had transformed overnight decorations lined the pathways, flower garlands hung from the tall oak trees, and an elaborate stage was set up in the central courtyard where the official rites would take place.
The aroma of roasted meat, sweetened wine, and freshly baked bread wafted from the cooking area. Omegas scurried to and fro with baskets of fruit, jugs of spiced drinks, and trays filled with pastries shaped like wolves and moons.
I stood in front of the mirror as the seamstress adjusted the final fit of my ceremonial gown..
It shimmered like moonlight...soft, flowing fabric in a pale silver-blue hue, embroidered with fine threads that caught the light every
