Selena’s POV
I stood at the top of the staircase, my hand resting gently on Noah’s arm.
Below us, hundreds of the most powerful Lycans in the world were looking up. The moment they saw us, the talking stopped, the room got so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
"Deep breaths," Noah whispered to me and squeezed my hand to give me strength. "You look like a Queen, Selena. Just keep your head high and let's fake it till we make it."
We walked down the stairs together. Every step felt like a dream. When we reached the bottom floor, the crowd parted, bowing their heads low as we passed.
Our parents were waiting for us at the front. My mother looked at us with so much pride that it made my throat feel tight.
"You look marvelous" my father boomed gently, his deep voice full of pure joy.
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