Lyra has spent the past couple of months avoiding the royals as much as she could. But her parents insisted that they all had to be invited to one of the most important days of Lyra’s life. It was tradition. All pack members were invited to the eighteenth birthday of each and every pack member. No exceptions.
Lyra’s only option was to accept that they were coming, and to try her best to be courteous. She intended on greeting them, but then ignoring all of them for the rest of the night. Their pack was huge, which meant she could keep herself busy by talking to each and every other pack member.
The day finally arrived and Lyra felt incredibly nervous. She wasn’t just turning eighteen. She would be able to finally smell her mate. What if he wanted her to be some kind of homebody? What if h
