Chapter 25

Veronica’s POV

Home sweet home— or so I’d like to say.

The entrance to the Eviera territory was decorated with an arch. There were a lot of people around, guests from the other packs and more. They probably invited everyone in the North. It's a tradition. An Alpha and Luna’s wedding must be grand. It tells the status of their pack and their political power at the same time.

It almost takes me back to my first wedding. The decorations are quite exactly the same, it's a little unnerving if I dwell on it.

Somewhere in the back of my mind, a voice whispers in me that it's as if the only thing they changed this time was the bride.

Sebastian’s arm around my waist tightened and pulled me back from my observations. He leaned towards my ear and whispered, “You okay?”

I leaned on him and hummed, “Hm, yeah. I’m doing good.”

I didn't reciprocate his gaze and it's not like he can meet mine with what I’m wearing. I had to hide my identity for now, since the wedding had a short window of waiting for