Running through the woods with a storm raging is the only time I can breathe. My beta Minthe mind thinks me thinking I have forgotten I am expected to attend the ceremony tonight. " Minthe I will be present and be there" she shoots back " with a smile on your face would be a change of pace" I stop dead in my tracks, if anyone of my other wolves were to say that it wouldn't end well. " I will be there I said!" I am dreading the ceremony, most wolves steer clear of me at gatherings. It has been a long time since there has been a new alpha, and from what my sources say he is unmated so it will be a big show. Females parading themselves in front of the new alpha, all hoping he will pick one to be his new Luna. My wolf Cerberus huffs and rolls his eyes. I have given up the fantasy of finding a mate, a queen to rule beside me. Most females are so scared they bare their neck almost immediately and run.