Alethea

I know I shouldn't tell him yet. But deep down, it feels right. He deserves to know what I'm planning. It's only fair to give him a heads-up.

"How are you preparing for the ball, Ally?" Asher asks, smoothly changing the topic.

"I'll be there, of course," I answer.

"Okay," he says simply, still holding my hand as we walk side by side toward the pack house.

Every wolf we pass bows their head with respect. Not just to their Alpha, but to me too. I feel their eyes on us as we move-together.

We reach Declan's room, and still, Asher hasn't let go of my hand. I open...