Chapter 17 Shadows Of Truth

• Lorenzo’s pov
• The full moon hung like a silver medallion above Central Square, its light casting an ethereal glow over the wedding festivities. I pressed myself deeper into the shadows behind the ancient oak tree, one of the few that lined the perimeter of the plaza. My enhanced werewolf senses picked up every detail of the celebration – the mingling scents of wolfsbane flowers and wedding cake, the steady thrum of music, and beneath it all, the distinct heartbeats of over a hundred werewolves gathered to witness Jason's union. Jason and Lucia’s union.
• The string lights draped between the surrounding buildings created a canopy of artificial stars, transforming the usually austere square into something out of a fairy tale. If I didn't know better, if I didn't know the true nature of the "happy" couple, I might have found it beautiful. I might have wished for it for myself, but with the knowledge of Jason and Lucia, I don’t even wish such for my worst enemy.