Blue Lake Pack had never looked more alive.
Even before sunset, the estate grounds were filled with movement. Warriors stood in ceremonial formation. Elders gathered near the ancient stone platform at the edge of the frozen lake. Lanterns lined the pathways, their golden light flickering against the growing winter mist.
Arianna stood inside Helena’s chambers, her heart beating so loudly she was certain everyone could hear it.
The silver ceremonial gown hugged her figure softly, flowing like moonlight around her ankles. Her hair had been left loose, cascading over her shoulders in pale waves. A thin circlet rested against her forehead — simple but powerful.
She barely recognised the woman staring back at her in the mirror.
“You are ready,” Helena said gently.
“Am I?” Arianna whispered
