Chapter 30: Games and Pride
(Scarlett's POV)
I stood stiffly in front of the ornate mirror, my hands smoothing the front of the deep blue ceremonial robe for what felt like the hundredth time. Despite the ornate decorations embroidered with crescent and moonlit patterns, something felt off. I frowned.
Through my crystal communication device that morning, I couldn’t help but notice the whispers spreading like wildfire. Luna Claire’s name was on every wolf’s tongue. They claimed she was on the verge of forming a mate bond with the Alpha of the Shadow Valley Pack. A powerful alliance for her, given the Alpha’s high status.
"Not that it matters to me," I muttered under my breath, though I could hear the unconvincing edge in my own tone.
But it did matter. My wolf wouldn’t stop pacing
