I didn’t know what to expect when I told Samantha that this wasn’t going to be any ordinary event. She needed to dress appropriately, and not just arrive there in a tank top and shorts - because if I hadn’t told her, that was exactly what she would have worn. It was something that had shocked me beyond measure, but I decided not to question it. One thing that I was starting to learn about Samantha, was that she tended to think about herself first. And although there were other people who might view that as a major character flaw, I did not. I considered it to be a major advantage, because instead of considering what would be in it for you, she considered what was in it for her. It was quite a selfish way to go ahead with life, but it was also something that made me it easier to get her to do things. But the one thing that I was actively struggling to get her to do, was to wear a dress. I had easily managed to pick one out from her cabinet, but she didn’t want to know anything about

I knew that I didn't have any real reason to worry, and yet, it felt like it was the only thing that I was capable of doing at this point in time. I had faith in the fact that Gwen and I had managed to plan everything as it should be planned, that we had managed not to overlook everything. But honestly speaking, that was not what I was afraid of. Not even in the slightest or most remote manner. The part that I was so worried about, that I couldn't seem to get out of my head, was the fact that there was still no sign of Samantha arriving. I tried to take comfort in the knowledge that I had sent Gwen to collect her, and that it was unlikely that Samantha would be giving her a hard time - but then again. I had no guarantee of that. As much as I wanted to pretend that the two of them were capable of getting along, I knew that the risk of them pulling out one anothers' hair was just as great. After all, had they not proved that they were equally capable of that this morning? "Alpha Elija

Samantha was making her way off of the stage, and I could not help but feel like there was something going on with her that I was missing. She didn't look herself, and I had a feeling that she wouldn't act normally if she was put on the stop either. I was torn between continuing wih the ceremony and going after her to make sure that she was alright, but in the end, it was my sense of duty that came first. Whether I liked it or not, I was going to have to stay here and finish this ceremony. What I did in my free time after that would be my own business, but for now, Luke needed to be initiated into the pack as my Beta... I just hoped that Samantha was going to be alright, and that there was not something that was seriously wrong. I didn't think that I would be able to fair very well if that were the case. So, I decided to take the only precautionary measure that I could think of, but it happened to be one that I considered to be foolproof. 'Gwen, I need you to go and make sure that S

Despite the fact that I was doing my best to mingle enough, as to reach a point where I was not so aware of Samantha's absence, it wasn't working. Every time that I started speaking to someone, I just became more and more aware of the fact that they were not her, and that it wasn't likely that I would be able to speak to her for the duration of the evening because she wasn't even here to start off with. Gwen also hadn't returned yet, but I had been lucky enough to recieve some feedback from her earlier on. 'I've found her. She is safe, and she is alright, but it seems like she needs to rest. I doubt that she will be returning.' Not knowing what else to do in that moment, I had merely accepted it, despite the fact that I had known that it would bother me the whole night. But it was too late for me to have regrets about it all now. Whether I liked it or not, I was going to have to suck it up and speak to my pack members, regardless of whatever mundane thing they deemed important enoug

MIdnight came and it went, and it didn't seem like there was any hope of anyone going home just yet. I was starting to feel my own exhaustion set in, and in all honesty, I wanted nothing more than to go home. I knew that it was something that wasn't possible at this point in time, but there was nothing that I could do about it. I only wished that I would somehow be able to chase all of them home. After all, what more could they have to do here? Yes, all of them were laughing and socializing with one another, but since when would they not be able to do that tomorrow, during the day? Why did it have to happen now? I had just been on the verge of losing hope when I noticed Gwen walking towards me through the crowd. If I had to take a guess, based on the way that she was reacting, I could not help but feel like she had had her fair share to drink. It was something that I found rather odd, as I had been under the impression that she had gone home, or that she was with Samantha. I hadn't