Adeline POV
Just as we had planned, Alphas and representatives from all the remaining twenty-five packs had come to pay their respect to my fake dead body. The Viridians and Sierra had yet to arrive but Zale had anticipated that; Yeal would want to make an important entrance by being the last one to arrive.
I had always believed that Sierra was the most vain person I had ever met but it seemed like the Viridian Alpha easily matched her narcissism. Once you saw past the shallow altruism the obsession with himself became rather clear.
It was odd to be sitting a few meters away from my casket, an illusion charm placed over a mannequin made so my body could be seen from the open lid. It sent chills down my spine and I had to remind myself that I was still alive.
