It was the end of Spring in the metropolis of Darcingtowne, which meant two things. For the werewolf community, it was nearing the time of The Haze, and for the rest of the city dwellers it was graduation season. For Penelope Silvius it meant, for better or worse, both - plus a wedding.
Her wedding.
Penelope had never pictured herself as a blushing bride. Not that she didn’t think she’d find her mate; she just always assumed she would have a traditional mating ceremony instead. Tobias, however, had a bit of a fascination with human traditions, and convinced her to have a hybridized ceremony.
So, the moon cake was going to have multiple tiers, and instead of wearing the traditional red gown to symbolize fertility and the blood moon, she had a white dress which she, Francesca, and Carrie
