Alora’s POV

And then, it happened.

The sky darkened. The full moon bled red, a sudden wash of crimson light spilling over us.

Gasps and murmurs rippled through the crowd, and some of the guests began to shift to their wolf form.

There was a smile on Selene’s face. “The Blood Moon had come out to bless this union.”

My back arched, my skin shimmering before Nyx burst free, her white and silver fur gleaming like light itself. Power rippled off me in waves. One by one, wolves dropped, ...