He paused, then added with a strange smile, “Also, on Christmas night, the moon will align with the stars. For those of you who haven’t shifted yet—it’ll happen then.”
My chest tightened.
Coach was still talking, oblivious to how his words were turning everyone inside out.
“And since this year’s celestial event is rare, the annual Christmas party won't be held at Thalvion. We’re moving it to the Grand Hall. All unmated wolves and unshifted ones will be there. That includes all of you. Some of you might meet your mates that night.” He grinned like this was all some grand romantic setup. “So dress well. It’s a formal event, and for many of you, it might change everything.”
He gave a final nod and walked off, leaving a stunned silence behind him.
I was already doing the math.
Three week
