Kyler’s POV

“Ummm Kyler. Did you forget to tell us that you had a frigging festival in your pack land or some important person’s birthday or something,” Joy asked as we peered out of the car’s windows to see the entire pack land decorated with fairy lights, red carpets, flowers and ribbons and loads of guests everywhere.

“Not that I know of,” I replied back, equally astonished. This was not what we had left the pack land as before. What had suddenly happened ...