#Chapter 31: Midnight Dance

The traditional mating dance drew to a close, the final notes of primal rhythm fading as the orchestra transitioned to slower, more elegant melodies. Around me, couples began to pair up for the formal dance—the one where, according to centuries of tradition, the Alpha and Luna would lead the pack in a display of unity and strength. I stood alone at the edge of the dance floor, scanning the crowd for Raymond, who had disappeared. As Luna, I couldn't initiate the dance without him. Protocol was clear—the Alpha leads, the Luna follows, and together they demonstrate the harmony that guides the pack. But Raymond was nowhere to be found. Minutes ticked by, the awkward pause stretching as guests began to notice my isolation. Whispers rippled through the crowd, heads turning as eyes darted between the empty space beside me and where Raymond had last been seen with Giana. "Luna Aurora," a visiting Alpha approached, extending his hand. "Perhaps you would honor me with this dance, since y