The Next Day – Guardian’s Pack
The maids were rushing around, decorating halls with golden ribbons and flowers, preparing for the big welcome. Every step of theirs echoed like betrayal to Maya’s ears.
She sat stiffly in the main hall, wearing a long white dress that hugged her curves but didn’t comfort her. She had dressed for him...for Logan, her Alpha, her mate, her torment. Her eyes glittered with hope, though it looked like desperation if anyone cared to notice.
But nobody did.
Elder James sat outside the guest house balcony, sipping red wine lazily, watching her from afar. His sharp old eyes caught the way she kept staring at a single spot like it might bleed answers.
“She needs time alone,” James muttered to himself, shaking his head. He knew his daughter well enough. Maya wasn’
