Third-person Narrative.
The next few days passed by very slowly. They were lonely and painful for Nala. Nala hadn't set eyes on Tyron since the night he turned his back and walked away.
She was confused and pale, worried that he didn't desire her anymore.
Since she had no friends within the pack house, she remained inside her bedroom throughout those days, waiting for him to come to check up on her.
When he didn't show up, she spent her time writing invitations to many important families she could think of, including her own family.
She kept herself busy making other preparations for the ball, and like everyone else, Nala was looking forward to the ball.
News of how well and nicely Alpha Tyron treated Nala soon got to the little Moon Beam Pack and her family members can hardly beli
