Chapter 47

• Aurora's POV
• The grand ballroom of the Alpha Gathering was a sea of elegant gowns and sharp suits, the air thick with the scent of power and ambition. I stood beside Ethan, a champagne flute in my hand, trying to look every bit the confident potential Luna he wanted me to be. But inside, I was a mess of nerves and conflicting emotions.
• Sarah, ever my faithful friend, appeared at my elbow with a plate of hors d'oeuvres. "Eat something," she whispered. "You look like you're about to faint."