Penelope's POV

The Moon Ceremony is torture.

I stand at the very back of the gathered pack, trying to blend into the shadows while Alpha Blackthorn drones on about tradition and strength. The video has made me infamous pack members keep shooting me sideways glances and whispering behind their hands. Some look amused, others disgusted, but all of them see me as entertainment.

"Tonight, we celebrate not just our hockey victory, but the bright future of our pack," Alpha Blackthorn's voice booms ...