Olivia’s POV
I aim to make sense of this gala, seeing donations piling out of the boxes along with land deeds and jewelry and checks. Looking up, I feel a sea of eyes on me now, something still so unfamiliar about being seen to be; being truly seen, not as an object or a fill-in wife, but as a Queen Luna, as someone with purpose.
Part of me aches with this new found attention but I push those dwelling anxieties away.
I am greeted by Alpha’s of such rural packs; I can’t believe I’ve never even heard of their existence. I may not have had much of an interest in politics in my last life, but this life is different and the more arraignments I make with these wealthy agricultural wolves, the more I get to bring awareness and money into the charity.
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