LANA’S POV
Dinner was set and as we approached the table it was nothing I had ever seen before. I wasn’t at all accustomed to having feasts except on special occasions that hardly happened. The Luna had taken her place at the table and so had the king. Andrew drew a chair for me, gesturing for me to sit, and discomfort set in as I sat down. Getting used to this was going to take some time and a little more practice. Back at home, I was the one pulling chairs for my father, and to think that in the packed house that job was designated for someone else was a little hard to get used to.
The king spoke first while he sipped his glass of wine. “ The mating ritual will begin as soon as possible,” he said in a commanding tone.
We all paid attention to him, waiting for him to continue and he no
