The entire pack was celebrating tognight! banners hanging brightly across the pack square, and music blasting from large speakers set up around the open field. Food stalls lined the edges, their delicious aromas mingling with the excitement, while children ran around wearing Damon jerseys, their laughter echoing. Every conversation seemed to circle back to one thing—the championship game, the winning goal, and the future Alpha himself. Damon. I stood near the entrance, already regretting my decision to come out tonight. Crowds had never been my thing, especially not ones filled with wolves who enjoyed making my life miserable at every opportunity. “Smile,” my mother’s voice came from beside me, pulling me back to the moment. I looked at her. She had spent extra time getting ready, her elegant dress catching the lights, and for once, she looked genuinely happy and relaxed. “It’s a celebration, Elliot.” I forced a small, tight smile. “I’m trying.” She sighed softly. “You spen
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