Rachel
The reception was unbearable.
We moved from the chapel to the large open ground where long tables were set with food and drinks. Beautiful lanterns hung from the trees, but nothing about this felt beautiful. It felt like a punishment.
My family was not here. My father had left right after the ceremony with his guards. He said it was safer that way, to avoid any fights. I understood, but it still hurt. I was completely alone now, surrounded by people who hated me.
Everyone in the Dark Moon Pack gave me dirty looks.
As I sat beside Kylian at the head table, I could feel their eyes on me. Some stared with open anger. Others whispered behind their hands. A group of young women looked at me like I was dirt under their shoes. One older woman even spat on the ground when she walked pa
