Meirah and Susan walked into the venue, followed by Lucian. As they entered they noticed the buzz.
The packed house was alight with activity, with the chatter of voices and the clink of glasses creating a symphony of celebration. To Lucian's words, the party might have been considered 'small' by Lethe Pack standards, but to Meirah, stepping into the grand hall felt like walking onto the stage of a grand opera.
The room buzzed with the energy of new and familiar faces, some marked with the deep lines of high rank and others with the eager smoothness of the up-and-coming within the pack's hierarchy.
Meirah's entrance, flanked by Susan and Lucian, did not go unnoticed. A ripple of reactions spread through the crowd as she moved forward. There were gasps, hands that flew to mouths in shock,
