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FEDORA’S POV A HALF MONTH LATER Half a month had passed since that unfateful day when I had agreed to marry Lorcan, the most powerful alpha of entire state. Now, the day had arrived, and the entire pack was bustling with excitement and preparations. I found myself seated in front of a mirror, my reflection staring back at me as Caroline, my best friend, skillfully arranged my hair and applied delicate touches of makeup. As Caroline worked, a mix of emotions swirled within me. I couldn't deny the beauty of the moment. The room was filled with a nervous anticipation, and the gown I wore was a masterpiece, carefully crafted to enhance my every feature. Yet, deep down, I couldn't shake the feeling that something about this moment was stolen, maybe because none of it is real. Caroline's eye