Coral’s POV
The house was alive with activity, the kind of chaos only a large pack gathering could bring. After everything that had happened at the park, Coral knew tonight needed to go smoothly. Jason had gone home—likely to process everything, especially after Gio kept mentioning Eros. That alone had sent Jason into a strange mood, something she wasn’t going to waste time unpacking.
But now, there were more pressing matters.
She stood in the kitchen, prepping a meal that would feed an army. No conjuring tonight. She was cooking with her hands, putting her energy into something productive. The Beta house, though not as grand as the Alpha’s estate, was large enough to hold their gathering. But even then, with over twenty-five people expected, the space would be stretched to its limits.
