Michael’s POVThe royal garden has never felt this alive in a long time. Guards were busy putting up golden lanterns through the tree branches, making them shine bright like the stars. Tara laughter filled the air, her voice mingling with the hum of crickets and the clink of silver trays. Prospero, ever the perfectionist, kept adjusting the ornaments and changing the position or decorations and for some reason, was responsible for Tara's laughter.“Prospero, if you touch that thing one more time, i'd make sure you loose your sense of touch,” I said dryly as I narrowed my eyes at him.He let out a chuckle and loved at me over his shoulder. “I’m just making sure it’s perfect, Alpha. The banquet must be perfect, we have a reputation to uphold.”Tara gives him a playful nudge, her brown eyes shining with that warmth that always kept Prospero on his toes. “He’s right, Alpha. If we’re hosting Alphas and their Lunas from across the region, we have to perfect everything.”Prospero kept ste
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