Griffin’s POV

The night air buzzed with excitement, a deceptive sense of joy wrapping around the palace grounds like a shroud. The full moon hung low, its silvery light spilling across the festivities, casting shadows that danced alongside the flickering lanterns.

I watched as laughter erupted among the pack members, oblivious to the dark storm brewing beneath the surface. My plan was set in motion, the threads of chaos I had meticulously woven ready to unravel at the right moment.

I kept my eyes on Camila, her laughter ringing in my ears as she mingled with Pandora, Kiara, and Ashley. They were inseparable, each of them wearing matching dresses that...