Callista's pov

The pack's annual festival was a grand celebration in the pack and it was one of the biggest in the entire Kingdom.

It was one that was filled with laughter, enjoyment, and celebration.

Every year this celebration had always held a close place in my heart and always brought smiles to my face and that of my mate and husband but however this year was very different.

With the awareness that my evil adoptive sister was carrying the baby of my husband and knowing that everybody was seeing me as nothing more than a malicious witch that would not give way for her I couldn't even bother to...