As the evening progressed, and the meal came to an end, Lucian turned to Avery and her mates with a somber expression. "There is something I must ask of you," he began, his voice grave.

Avery glanced at her mates, a sense of unease settling in her stomach. "What is it?" she asked cautiously.

Lucian took a deep breath, his gaze flickering between them. "I would be honored if you would attend my wedding tomorrow."

Avery's eyes widened in surprise, and she exchanged puzzled looks ...