Cara’s POV
“To our success!” Eamon raises his champagne glass in a toast, and the rest of the family gathered raises our glasses, too.
“To the good fortune of Pack BloodyMoon!” My brother Aidan cheers before putting the glass between his lips, gulping down the alcohol quickly.
“Good fortune? It was pure hard work that got us here!” someone yelled from across the room.
“Hard work?! Aidan wouldn’t know the first thing about hard work!” My brother Landon laughed, joking at Aidan’s expense.
“That’s a lot of talk for someone too scared to race me on the track!” Aidan laughed back to Landon.
“What can I say? I’m an artist! Not all of us could be champion racecar drivers, brother.” Landon clapped Aidan on the back, showing that all that joking was just in good fun.
My brothers and I are ga
