Aurora
I blinked and looked around, hoping that everyone else would have the same shocked expression as I, but they didn’t.
Wolves? I must have heard her wrong. Maybe she meant wolf-themed costumes, I hoped.
“Then we have the Festival of Stars,” Rina continued. “It’s an all-night celebration where the people of Averne honor the guidance of the moon. There will be fireworks, carol-singing nights, and a midnight vow ceremony between mated pairs.”
The phrase mated pairs tugged at something in the back of my mind—something that tugged painfully at the mark on my neck—but I immediately pushed the thought away.
“And of course,” Rina said, her voice warming, “the Royal Christmas Gala. It is the most important night. The royal family hosts it at the palace, and we anticipate representatives
