Chapter 288 Concerto

• Hannah
• It was well past sundown, and the grounds were still bustling with people, while more pack members from both Silvermoon and Nightcrest continued to flood through the front gates. The soft blue hue of the rising moon bathed the trees in pale light, and the air was mingling with the scents of roasting meat, baked pastries, and fresh bread. The sound of laughter and distant chatter blended into the background like a distant hum.
• “I think we might have actually pulled it off,” Noah murmured beside me. “Look at how many people showed up.”