Mistake

Faelina POV

I cling to my mate’s hand as we arrive back at my old pack. The limousine pulls up, and I see the endless fairy lights, the luxurious decorations, and the sheer elegance of the festivities and feel a slight pang in my heart as I remember the small celebration of my own birthday and the distinct lack of effort that had been thrown into it. My own party and celebration had been anything