Cleo
The night was young and everyone was enjoying the party, but there was no one enjoying the party more than my two best friends. They were so wrapped up in each other, and it was adorable to watch the two of them together.
I was at the drinks table and I had just grabbed myself a can of mountain dew when I heard voices behind me.
“Oh, here she is. The lady of the hour. So, how’d it go? Are you going to be the packs next Luna?” a voice asked someone.
“Oh. I don’t want to be the next Luna. I pity whoever ends up being fated mates with that jerk!” another voice said.
“Well, that’s not what you have been saying for like the past five years,” the first voice said.
“Five years? Get real!” the second voice snapped.
“So? What happened?” the first voice asked.
“Yeah, you were gone for
