Chapter 167

• MILLICENT
• The SilverFang pack house looked even grander than I had imagined. Surpassing my expectations would be an understatement. There were lights draped across the walls like veins of gold, the laughter and chatter spilling through the air thick with perfume. I silently prayed to the moon goddess that my father wouldn't be here.
• Although I already knew there was a really low chance he was since he rarely attended social gatherings except it's necessary.