A grand celebration awaited later that evening, marking the union of the Shadow Pack's Alpha and Luna.
Lyra stood nervously beside Cassian as he introduced her to his fellow Alpha leaders. While he remained calm and composed, she couldn't shake the anxiety gnawing at her—especially at the absence of his family. Cassian had expected it, yet a small part of him had still hoped his father wouldn't be so predictable in stirring speculation about their union.
Lyra forced the occasional smile, but she felt the weight of curious gazes on her. Penny had told her that this was the first grand feast the Alpha had hosted in over a decade, and it was for their wedding. As hesitant as she was to meet and greet the guests, she suspected Cassian felt the same—he rarely engaged with those outside his pack.
Yet, as she watched him now, he was flawless in everything he did, commanding the room effortlessly. Meanwhile, she stood like a statue, offering practiced smiles at the right moments.
