Elena POV

I stood in front of the mirror, hands shaking a little, telling myself to breathe. Outside the window the whole pack was buzzing like bees in a jar. Wolves yelled orders “Move that table left! No, left!” while others laughed and chatted.

Kids ran in circles, throwing handfuls of flower petals like they were practicing for a game. Even the old folks were busy, setting up a fancy stone table in the big ballroom with shiny moon rocks and funny carved symbols. Silver and black ...