The grand ballroom of the D’Argon mansion shimmered with golden lights as the Alpha’s birthday celebration reached its peak. Aristocrats of the supernatural world, dignitaries, and allies from powerful packs danced, toasted, and whispered politics under their breath.

Lucien and Aria were the center of it all.

Their first dance as Alpha and Luna drew everyone’s gaze. They glided across the floor effortlessly, his hand firm on her waist, hers resting lightly on his shoulder. She smiled, but only he noticed how it didn’t reach her eyes.

It had started right after the final toast. When the music changed and guests began to mingle freely, Aria withdrew into herself. The...