Ivonne’s POV

Tobias and I led the way while mother and Lora followed closely behind us. Barely a minute later we arrived at the pack house which was lit up with lights and decorations, the scent of fresh flowers filling the air as soft classical music flowed out from the inside.

“Bring her to the front Lora,” Tobias turned to pass the message to Lora as we came to a halt.

“Okay Alpha,” she answered and we stepped aside to let them walk ahead, it was now our turn to stroll after ...