Cleo Yates’ POV
The last couple of weeks have flown by in a bit of a haze. Mars and I have spent our days with his mom and sisters planning for the coronation and our nights in bed exploring one another. It has been tiring but also amazing. I almost feel as though I am walking around in a constant state of bliss.
A large part of my current mood could be directly attributed to the fact that I haven’t seen the king in weeks. The last time I saw him was the morning after the meeting where we all put forward our plans. He left without saying anything to anyone and ever since he has been away from the pack visiting one of his brother’s packs.
“Do you want to wear matching crowns for the ceremony?” Mars’ mom asked.
“Of course, I would like our clothes to compliment each other too.” Mars s
