The celebrations began at sunrise, bathing Redstone in crimson and gold, banners rippling in the morning breeze. Excited murmurs filled the courtyard, laughter mingling with the strains of music drifting through the cool air. Yet beneath the surface of joy and festivity lingered an undeniable sorrow, whispered quietly amongst the gathered pack members.
Celeste stood near the edges, nearly invisible amidst the bustling preparations, her presence unnoticed by all. She stared numbly as Blair glided through the crowd, radiant in ceremonial white, pearls woven through her hair. Beside her stood Grayson, every inch the proud Alpha, dressed in his finest regalia. His hand rested comfortably at Blair's waist, openly claiming what had once been promised to another.
What had once been promised to
