Nathan sat in one of the elegant conference rooms of the pack house, the light from the ceiling lamps casting a soft glow on the polished wooden tables and leather armchairs. His fiancée Corvina leaned against his seat and talked to him. She was a strikingly pretty woman, with fiery red hair and cool emerald green eyes. Every time he looked at her, he felt as if he were enveloped in a mist of love. It was a calming but at the same time strange feeling that he couldn't quite explain.

The preparations for her Luna ceremony were finalized. It was to take place the week after next. The preparations...