Aurora's POV
The grand dining hall of the Alpha Gathering sparkled with opulence, crystal chandeliers casting a warm glow over the sea of finely dressed werewolves. I smoothed down my midnight blue gown, feeling like an imposter among these powerful beings. Ethan, ever attentive, pulled out my chair, his hand lingering on my shoulder a moment too long.
"You look breathtaking," he whispered, his warm breath tickling my ear.
I managed a weak smile, my stomach churning with nerves. As I took my seat, I found myself sandwiched between Ethan and Alpha Darius, a burly man with a reputation for ruthlessness. But it wasn't their presence that set my heart racing. No, it was the piercing hazel eyes that met mine from across the table.
Mason.
He sat directly opposite me, looking devastatingly h
