FORTY EIGHT

ALICE

At the arrival of the sun, everyone in the mansion seemed to join in. The quietly calm atmosphere became a frenzy of panic and deadlines as servants scattered around to ensure things were at their best. Guests soon began to pour in from all four corners of the house. From my window, I could tell that it wasn't only Gardenia wolves that would be in attendance. Many of the guests had different crests. One that particularly caught my eye was the Crow crest necklace a dark woman wore. I couldn't miss that insignia even if I wanted to. The Crow pack was here. I was guessing that was the human mate that somehow tamed one of the brutal twins and ended their mad ideas to converge all werewolves into a single entity. It was unimaginable to believe that I could be jealous of someone that didn't even know I existed. My moping was immediately ended by the forceful knocks on my door.

"Mistress, it's morning and we have your dress, could you open up?" Their overly polite voice asked.

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