THIRD PERSON POV
Tonight was meant to be a night of celebration across the Werewolf Kingdom, and it was for many of the packs and their citizens.
In Moonstone, however, there were a few unhappy souls whose joy couldn’t be bought with delicious food and lively music.
And so, what should’ve been a lavish and explosive night full of drinking, dancing, and hunting under the amber light of the full Hunter’s moon, turned out to be little more than a small dinner party.
As alpha, Burton never shied away from a lunar banquet, especially when he’d worked so hard to establish their growing reputation among the outer rim. But there was little to enjoy when most of the banquet was spent evading relentless questions about his glaringly absent daughters.
“I’m surprised Sarah isn’t here,
