Agnes
The day of the charity gala had finally arrived, and I found myself standing in front of the mirror, adjusting the strap of my gown for what felt like the hundredth time. It was a stunning dress—a beautiful gold, hugging my figure in all the right places—but I couldn’t help the wave of nerves that washed over me.
This wasn’t just any event; it was a gathering of the most powerful Alphas and Lunas in the region. The stakes were high, and I was about to step into a world I barely knew.
Thea sat on the bed behind me, swinging her legs back and forth.
“You look like a princess, Mommy,” she said, her voice full of awe as her wide eyes took in the sight of me in the gown.
I smiled, trying to hide my anxiety.
“Thank you, sweetheart. But princesses don’t get nervous,
