The morning flew by in a blur, the pack house was alive with activity. Banners, woven with the Silverfang pack’s symbol, hung from the high rafters. Platters piled high with roasted meats, salads, sweets, and a variety of other celebratory dishes. Then, before I knew it, everyone, including me, left to get presentable.Some dressed to impress, others, well, they dressed enough to pass the bar of being dressed formally, but not over the top like it was a high school dance. The afternoon arrived along with the speech from Aaron Ryker. Long and boring.My attention should have been focused on the speech, to look interested, and to avoid my father's scolding later. If he caught me looking anywhere but forwards, I’ll be standing before him, bowing my head like a damn mongrel. Yet every few minutes, my gaze drifted. Finding her. Every. Single. Time. Taking in every detail.The thin fabric of her dress followed her form, smooth and dark. Clinging to every curve, a soft line from shoulder to
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