CHAPTER 57: ACCEPTANCE

EMILIA’S POV The evening had fulfilled all of my expectations and more. As the hours went by, the ball was still going strong, and I could sense that the mood was getting livelier by the second. Laughter reverberated across the ballroom as the music sounded like an unwritten language. Everything was so overwhelming, but in the greatest manner imaginable. People came up to me and complimented me on how beautifully I had planned the event every time I turned a corner or stepped onto the dance floor. Some came from farther away, while others were from the local packs. Despite my best efforts to maintain my humility, their praise made me feel proud. Every pleasant phrase and thank you felt like a tiny success, as if people were gradually embracing me in this role—one that I hadn't previously believed I could fill. "Emilia, you've really surpassed yourself," one of the elders observed, nodding at me. "This place has an energy that hasn't been seen in years. Luna, you have a promising fut