There was a bonfire. Of course, there was. Another delightful werewolf event Riona would've happily skipped if Thorin hadn't personally dragged her into it.
"I need you to consciously make an effort, Riona," he said in that voice that always made her feel like she was being asked to write an essay on why she shouldn't roll her eyes at werewolves.
Thorin's priority was maintaining peace within his pack, along with his carefully crafted reputation.
He desperately wanted the pack to see Riona from his perspective—a perspective that, apparently, she had been absolutely terrible at showing.
After all, she wasn't Charna, the pack's favorite contender for being Mrs. Klein with her deep roots in the pack.
No, Riona was just a vampire who had somehow wandered into werewolf land and, to everyone's surprise, gotten engaged to their precious leader.
