Ella.
I slowly walked down toward the arena where the grand ceremony was about to take place.
The entire place was already filled with people.
Pack members stood in orderly rows, while distinguished guests from different packs occupied the seats prepared for them.
Every eye was fixed on the entrance, as everyone waited in anticipation for the two Lunas to be officially crowned.
Beside me, Eva matched my pace with practiced elegance.
Neither of us spoke at first.
Behind us, the omegas assigned to attend to us carefully lifted the long trains of our dresses, making sure the fabric never touched the ground.
Every step was slow, graceful and measured.
The atmosphere around us was solemn, yet beneath the surface, I could almost feel the silent tension between us.
After several moments of silence, Eva finally spoke.
"Your face looks pretty, Ella." She said, as her voice carried a sweetness that sounded pleasant to anyone listening.
But I knew better.
