The Old Photograph

{Callan’s P.O.V.}

"So, when exactly are we going to plan her official Luna ceremony?" my mother, Elara, suddenly asks. Her voice bubbles with overwhelming excitement, the prospect of formally welcoming Mara’s daughter into the pack practically lighting up her eyes.

I shift uncomfortably in my large leather chair, running a heavy hand through my hair. "Um, when she actually accepts me as her mate