Raya's POV
The pack house buzzed with activity, teeming with new faces that had flooded the entire pack lands. Tents were set up outside, lanterns hung, and fire pits were prepared for tonight's festivities. It was all hands on deck, all hands but mine. I was to stay by Cruz's side while the others worked.
Amaya was off making her own preparations for the night. She had mentioned that during the festival she could harness the moon's power to perform divinations. So, currently she's gathering her stones and setting up her area. She asked me to pry myself away from Cruz and get a reading at some point. "Tonight's the best night for it, Raya," she'd told me before she left my side.
Garret, on the other hand, was ordered to check on security. I was surprised to learn that he was in charge
