Days passed quickly, and the long-anticipated day of the yearly mating ball had finally arrived. Serena's parents spared no expense, hiring the best makeup artists in town to prepare both Serena and me for the evening. We were in her room now, getting ready, and, as usual, Serena hadn't stopped talking about Alpha Evan. I didn't mind, though—I was used to it by now.
To be fair, I couldn’t blame her for being so captivated by him. After all, she wasn't the only one. Ever since Alpha Evan was appointed as our pack’s leader, countless she-wolves had been infatuated with him, fantasizing about the possibility of being his mate. Serena was no exception. Well, at only twenty-seven, Alpha Evan had not only stabilized the pack but helped it flourish. Amber Stone Pack was more vibrant than ever under his leadership.