Everything about the leaders' coronation was being handled by Voren and Seraphine. But the guests? That was Corvine and Liah's domain.
They worked alongside Kael, Damon, Jasmine, and Sloane, orchestrating a flawless hosting that would leave every visiting pack breathless. The new members joining the pack would be handled by the shaman later, but that was a concern for another day.
Now, only one day remained before the Blood Moon Festival began.
Tomorrow would be the official welcoming ceremony for all guests. The day after would be the coronation. Most guests were expected to arrive tomorrow, filtering in throughout the day.
But Daisy was standing there now, the sight of her made Corvine's blood ran cold.
Her face was pale, almost ghostly in the fading light. Her outfit was nothing like her usual style. Gone were the expensive fabrics, the designer labels, the carefully curated appearance of a woman who had once draped herself in luxury.
