~ Grace~
I feel it ought to be said plainly that there is no graceful way to walk into the middle of someone else's engagement celebration uninvited.
The meticulously decorated event hall is gorgeous, filled with expensive-looking floral arrangements. Everyone in the pack is here, from Alpha and Beta down to the lowest omega. I'd never have guessed there was an event at the Packhouse today. Only I wasn't invited — I just waltzed into the middle of a grand event with three beautiful men.
My skin burns as everyone's eyes abandon everything and focus on me, and I know my face is redder than a tomato. Everyone can see the state I'm in, and there isn't a single friendly gaze in the bunch.
There's a long table at the front of the room to seat the guest of honor and his party on one side, and the Alpha and other high-ranking wolves of the Pack on the other.
Judging by the similarities in Leo's attire and Natalie's, it is either their wedding or engagement.
