Tabitha’s POV
The next morning, my mom is in full-on panic mode over the upcoming pack assembly. Last night, Alpha Emery informed us about his plans to officially introduce us to the Crystal Ridge pack as official members of the Aldair family. Now, I’m getting the hang of being addressed as the Alpha’s stepdaughter, but being officially recognized as part of this historic family is somehow a big step that even I still can’t fully process. And neither can Mom. She sweeps through my bedroom and dresser like a storm, yanking dresses from the closet and holding each one up to the window. She barely glances at me. Her attention is locked on the fabrics, as if one wrong outfit could ruin the entire night. I don’t even remember having that many dresses but apparently, being Emery Aldair’s stepda
