FEDORA’S POV
The part where I have to dress a certain way and maintain a fake smile on my face no matter how pissed I am at everyone always throws me off.
I have never liked it and I don’t know how many times I threw up thinking that this is how my life is going to be from now on, as Lorcan’s mate and Luna I will have to do all of it without any kind of resistance or tantrums.
If not he will try to hurt my pack and my family.
And I do not doubt it.
The golden bell was resting on my dressing table and my eyes went there numerous times while I got ready for tonight’s celebration.
“You look amazing Dora, just…maybe…try to smile a bit.” Caroline requested and I gave her the best glare that I could muster.
She is lucky she is my best friend or I would have strangled her by now.
Why did
