Isla's POV
Stepping out into the square, I found Adrian, Tessa, and Gideon preparing to enter a sedan.
There were many cars behind theirs, a long convey for the pack to travel to the mating ceremony.
Standing beside Adrian, Tessa was dressed in a flattering satin green gown. Her hair was done up and diamond jewelry sparkled from her ears, neck, and wrists.
A pang of nostalgia struck me in the chest. How often, in days long gone now, had I been the one standing beside Adrian in a dress, about to attend an event with our families.
Then, I was the jewel on his arm, someone he smiled at and introduced with pride, even to people who already knew me.
Now, I had to follow behind Tessa and Adrian as nothing more than a servant.
No, a slave.
They entered their sedan. On instinct, I stepp
