#CHAPTER 29 - Girl Fight

The grand hall of Black Moon was alight with the soft glow of lanterns, the air filled with the gentle hum of conversation and the subtle undertone of music that seemed to weave through the crowd, binding them together in a tapestry of celebration. Standing beside Lorenzo as we greeted their guests, I felt a sense of ease I hadn't anticipated, the warmth of the pack's welcome acting as a balm to my earlier apprehensions. As we moved through the room, my nerves slowly disappeared, replaced by a growing confidence bolstered by Lorenzo's easy confidence. The pack's members, once strangers eyeing me with curiosity, now greeted me with smiles and warm embraces, their acceptance palpable in every word and gesture. Lorenzo leaned in, his voice a soft whisper meant only for me. "You're doing great," he said, his pride in me evident in his gaze. "I told you they would love you," I turned to him, a smile playing on my lips. “All thanks to you, I wouldn’t have been able to do this without you