CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX

Laura stood amongst the throng of werewolves milling around the hall. Her eyes were squinted as she scrutinized each wolf entering and exiting the Pack hall.

Something felt off.

Her wolf was clawing at her in anticipation, it was certain that there would be an attack on Brighton and her instincts were never wrong. She'd already instructed that every being stepping into the hall be searched and tripled if not quadrupled the guards on duty. Yet her wolf was still unsatisfied. It prowled around her subconscious, reconfirming every single detail of the ceremony.

She'd just instructed an omega to put down some decorations when she sighted Nicole. She almost rolled her eyes.

Nicole glided in looking more gracious than ever, in the last few hours she transformed from a heartbroken female to a dazzling being. All the cracks and unruliness on her skin had been primed off. Beside her were two members of the Luna's family, watching her every movement and giving her corrections on her poise, word