Lyra’s POV

“Your guests are expecting you to show up in a few minutes.” My guard informed me. “They are waiting inside the hall—the same place where tonight's charity event took place.”

“How many guests?” I asked, making some calculations in my mind.

“Four.” He said.

“Male or female?”

“Both.” He replied back. “I think they are foreign wolves. They were trying to call your name when you stepped out of the hall. What shall I say to them?”

“I'll be ...