PLANS FOR THE HALLO FESTIVAL

XADEN'S POV

"Do you really think we can accommodate all of them?" Erik asked him. 

Xaden was in his courtroom with the high-ranking men in his pack, and they were deliberating over the sudden appearance of the Hallo moon.

He himself had never witnessed it before. 

Only ever heard of it before from his parents and Elena. 

And for the Hallo moon to appear in your territory was an honour. 

He couldn't take that away, and it being an honour meant that the Alpha of the pack had no choice but to participate in all rituals, especially the last one. 

The Rigai.

"Well, we can't kick them out. Or tell them to go elsewhere. Which, unfortunately, I would have loved to do." Xaden said as he rubbed his forehead. "A bunch of them are my enemies. I can't dispute that fact. But the Wolf Council, as usual, would put in their two cents."