#Chapter 12: The Arrivals

—Third Person POV— Sienna had done a beautiful job with the banquet. The main square of the pack had been completely transformed, the twinkle of string lights spread across the space, giving it a cozy ambience. There was a dance floor in the center, the edges lined with food and drink. Asher wasn’t sure where the money for this had come from, but it was perfection. “You did an amazing job,” Asher murmured to Sienna, standing next to her at the edge of the square, awaiting the first arrivals. She didn’t reply, her eyes trained straight ahead, desperately watching for anyone to show. What had started to bother Asher was the fact that Sienna was so deliberately keeping her distance from him since his comment about Mia. While she stood right beside him, she purposely kept herself from touching him at all. It’s like she was precisely one centimeter away from him at all times. The wolf in him started to mumble. That one centimeter feels like a million miles. She’s ma