Maisie’s POV
The pack house had never felt so alive—or so cruel.
Laughter and music drifted from every open window. Crystal chandeliers had been polished until they threw rainbows across the marble floors I’d scrubbed until my knuckles bled. Garlands of white moonflowers and silver ribbons twisted around banisters and columns, turning the entire building into something almost beautiful. Almost regal.
Tonight Gaius would be crowned Alpha of the Dark Moon Pack.
The whole territory buzzed with it. Guests from neighboring packs had been arriving since dawn—Alphas in tailored black suits, Lunas draped in silk and moonstone, Betas and Gammas trailing entourages like shadows. Limousines purred up the long drive. Helicopters thumped overhead before setting down on the new landing pad behind th
