Central pack, Some years back.
His father Julian and his mother Sylvia sat in the throne room waiting on their son Lucien as he walked into the door. With his proclaimed mate after the Blue Moon festival. Her wavy dark hair was styled with little pearl ornaments dangling beautifully on her hair. She kept her head low only making little subtle glances at the alpha of the central pack and the luna by his side. Her eyes gleamed at the fact she would be the one sitting there one day.
Once at their feet, she bowed respectfully at the raining alpha and luna of the central pack.
"Greetings Alpha and Luna," she said elegantly. Her hands wrapped around Lucien's upper arm.
They stared at her, accessing her with a slight nod.
"she seems adequate" his mother started her words showing little to no acceptance.
"I will try to be more dependable," she replied nervously not knowing if she was doing anything right.
"You won't try, you have to," The Luna said as a matter of fact.
