Ivy
I was draped in the most magical dress one can imagine. It was a silver gown, scattered in silver sequins that seemed like someone had dusted it with fairy dust. My hair was left open and Cora had added a stunning, small tiara at the top. However, despite all the shimmering, my blue eyes seemed dull as the day outside, my face gaunt like a ghost.
“You look beautiful. This dress is an ode to your wolf,” Rose smiled brightly, even though it was evident that she was worried about Asher just as I was.
“Yeah,” Cora agreed, squeezing my bare shoulders. “The perfect Luna.”
“Asher?” I whispered, turning around. Cora’s smile faded and she shook her head.
“Nothing yet,” she said. “But Eli is still looking.”
“He will come around, Ivy. Give him some time,” Rose added.
“Will he?” I ask
