Everything could go wrong with this winter dinner with the dread I feel. It increases the closer I get to the Alpha King’s private dining room.

“The Luna is here, Alpha King,” then Farra shut the door behind me. I remained standing in the foyer, internally screaming. It overlooks the entire Nightblood Pack on the highest floor of the castle. I don’t know why but when I think of the pack’s name, I think of bloody red and onyx night as their colors. But instead, it’s a varying shade of silver or white and blue. Even here. The interior looks as if it was made of ice—or glass, I cannot...