(Aria)
The monthly pack dinner was always held in the main dining hall on the first Friday of every month. Long wooden tables filled the space, and the whole pack would gather to eat together and discuss pack business. It was supposed to be a time of unity and fellowship.
Today, it felt more like walking into a trap.
I sat at the head table beside Kael, wearing a simple blue dress that I hoped struck the right balance between formal and approachable. I had just gotten back from my walk, when Kael reminded me of the dinner. The conversations around us were quieter than usual, more guarded. I could feel eyes on me from every corner of the room.
"Relax," Kael said quietly, his hand covering mine on the table. "You belong here."
I nodded, but my muscles stayed tense. The rumors Ashley had
