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Chapter 290
~Zara’s POV~
"Congratulations, Luna Zaria. Your daughter is a chip off the old block."
"Thank you," Mum beamed at her guests.
"Of course, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. She is gorgeous."
I glanced around, taking in the sight of the celebration done in my honour with a plastered smile on my face. The setting sun illuminated the event grounds as guests laughed and chatted, creating a lively celebration.
The gardens of the Golden Claw Pack had been transformed into a breathtaking venue—twinkling fairy lights were strung along the trees, casting soft shadows over the floors.
I stood at the centre of it all, a deep crimson gown hugging my figure, my hair styled in soft waves cascading down my back.
The celebration had been everything my mother promised—a grand affair with members from neighbouring packs and allies gathered to honour my return.
Snow stood by my side, looking regal in his tailored black suit, his hand resting protectively on the small of my back.
Zade hovered nearby, his sharp eyes scanning the crowd for any signs of trouble, though his relaxed posture suggested he didn’t expect any.
Mum had spared no expense in making this a night to remember. There were long banquet tables laden with gourmet food, a live orchestra playing soft melodies, and even a stage for the speeches and formalities.
The pack members glided effortlessly among the guests, their pride for their Luna evident in every respectful bow and smile sent my way.
"Enjoying yourself?" Snow’s deep voice pulled me from my thoughts.
I turned to him, my lips curling into a soft smile. "I think so. It feels... surreal."
He chuckled, his thumb brushing against my back. "You deserve this, Zara. This is your home, and everyone here is celebrating you."
My chest tightened at his words, and I reached for his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Thank you, Snow. For everything."
Before he could respond, Mum approached us, her aura commanding as always. "Zara, darling, it’s time for the speech," she said warmly.
I nodded, taking a deep breath as Snow gave me an encouraging nod. Together, we walked toward the stage, the eyes of every guest following us.
As I stepped up to the microphone, I glanced at the sea of faces before me. Some were familiar, others, well, a lot of them were strangers, but all were here for one reason: to honour my place in the Golden Claw Pack.
"Thank you all for being here tonight," I began and tried to keep my voice steady despite the nerves fluttering in my stomach. "It means the world to me to stand here among my family, friends, and allies. This pack has always been my home, and no matter where life takes me, it will always remain my heart."
The crowd erupted in applause, and I felt Snow’s reassuring presence beside me.
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~Ella’s POV~
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