Finally, after much anticipation, the night of the Luna Ball arrived.
I put on an expensive suit I'd bought perfectly for the occasion, though I wasn't entirely thrilled with the idea of hanging around a bunch of stuck-up high-class werewolves for an entire night.
But it was alright... The drama expected to happen tonight would be compensation.
"Run over Catherine's cooky plan to me," I whispered to Rowland once we'd hopped into one of my cars and he drove me to the venue.
Clearing his throat, Rowland explained with an excited tone. "Well, Catherine and Elsa have it all planned perfectly. There's this special magically concocted poison they got from a witch or something that's pretty harmless in small doses. They plan on distributing the first dosage to everyone in the Ball."
My brows furrowed into a frown as I turned my gaze to Rowland to ensure I was indeed hearing what he was saying correctly.
