Lyra
The chatter of the guests filled my ears while I shifted from foot to foot or nervously sucked in the lip gloss off my bottom lip. I had to keep reapplying it while I waited for Ryan's arrival.
In an attempt to calm my nerves, I admired the decorations - the twinkling candles and delicate fairy lights, the rich blue banners, and the crisp white tablecloths adorned with shimmering blue place settings. However, my brief moment of distraction broke as snippets of conversations swirled around me.
"Can you believe it? Our Alpha is finally coming into his own," an elderly wolf said, his eyes shining with pride. "He's grown so much these past few years. A true leader."
"And he'll have a mate soon," added a young she-wolf, her voice filled with eager curiosity. "I wonder who it will be?
