Alan's POV
The twilight was touching the earth, and the moon now occupied the center of the sky. Its radiant light streamed through the skylight above the temple, illuminating the statue of the Moon Goddess. The Moon Goddess inclined her head ever so slightly, her gaze fixed upon the couple ascending the steps with measured footsteps.
It was only when Prince Kral finally guided Delia to the front of the throne that the onlookers gradually snapped out of their trance. I surveyed the expressions of each individual, categorizing them into three distinct groups. The noble attendees wore expressions of envy towards Delia, the alphas from different packs displayed a submissive deference to Prince Kral's authority, while the elders' gaze betrayed a complexity that eluded easy interpretation.
