The night drifted down to touch the trees a little sooner than Quinn had expected it to. The preparations for the ceremony were made, food and drinks were being served, and the pack was merry.

In all of this, Quinn stood in her room, wearing her white dress. Zayd had already left, but she didn’t get to see him. Marcia had cruelly forbidden them from seeing each other. She said it’d be a lot more sensational to meet when the ceremony began.

While that was probably true, ...