The grand hall was filled with nobles and distinguished guests. Crystal chandeliers illuminated the room as music drifted through the air.
Lucas had officially begun his reign as the ruler of Erion.
Yet Eva was not Queen—not yet.
The pack had strict laws concerning the position of Luna, and no matter who she had married, Eva would have to earn her place before the crown could be placed upon her head.
For tonight, however, they had to appear as the perfect couple.
Lucas entered the hall with Eva by his side. Together, they greeted the guests, shared their first dance, and raised their glasses in a toast to Erion's future.
Eva tried to ignore the countless eyes following her.
Most were filled with judgment.
Especially the women.
They whispered behind their fans, their gazes travelli
