Chapter 19

ANDREA'S POV I was going to have a stroke. I had never had such a strong desire to run away from a place in years. The venue was crawling with people. I hated it. I sat in the car, watching the red carpet livestream on my phone, wincing every time another guest showed up. One of my team members was broadcasting from the venue. I could recognize Alphas and Betas from every corner of the world strolling on and off the red carpet. “I’ve seen photographs and videos from the last five Hunting Festivals,” I said. “Only half of this crowd was in attendance. Do we even have enough seats?” “Thankfully, someone brilliant decided to rent a full-capacity venue along with various seating arrangements representing each pack,” Zayne said, grinning. “Relax, you did a brilliant job, and they’re waiting for you out there.” I shook my head. “They don’t even know me.” “Well, they are here to get to do that,” he replied, leaning back casually. He spread his hands, moving them apart as he spoke, “Picture it