The day of the Moon Festival had finally arrived, the most anticipated event of the year for all werewolves.
The air hummed with excitement as the pack gathered at the gates of Crescent Moon. Laughter and chatter filled the space as men and women mingled, exchanging flirtatious smiles and playful banter as they waited for the doors to open.
Felix had announced he would be allowing members to attend the festival as long as they returned by midnight. Which was good news for me, because I was starting to go crazy inside this domain expansion.
I stood near the front of the line, watching the lively crowd, my own excitement stirring. Normally, I'd attend the Moon Festival with my friends, but this year was different. This year, I was going with an arrogant wolf.
A very arrogant wolf who had
