The market of Blackthorn pack smelled like rain, spices and leather. A very weird and strange combination, but for some reason it wasn't really unpleasant.

Kira walked slowly beneath the soft golden light of the shop's chandelier as I picked out a beautiful deep green gown that matched her eyes in a way that made me forget more than half of my stress.

'The demoness’ wedding to Asher is in six days' time... The blood moon is just around the corner as well...,' Kai reminds me. Right.... Mira. The annoying reason we’re still in this god's damned pack.

"We need to hurry up and get out of here with our...