Chapter 18

DANTE'S POV

The news of the Griffith Alpha King's daughter's birthday celebration spread through our pack like wildfire.

Everyone was talking about it, but no one was more excited than my mother. She stormed into my room, her face a mix of confusion and annoyance.

"Dante, why weren't we invited?" she asked, her voice sharp.

I looked up from my book, raising an eyebrow. "How should I know, Mother? Maybe they just forgot about us."

She wasn't satisfied with that answer. For the next hour, she paced my room, asking question after question. Why this, why that. It was enough to make my head spin.

Finally, when I couldn't give her the answers she wanted, she made a decision that left me speechless. "We have to go," she announced, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

"We weren't invited," I protested, putting my book down. "We can't just crash someone else's party. Especially not the Griffith's."

She waved her hand casually. "It doesn't matter. We are going."

I tried to persuade