Elara’s POV
The car hummed softly as Lucas drove, his hands firm on the wheel. Sabrina sat beside me, seeming nervous.
“Elara,” Lucas began, his voice steady but serious, “when we get to the ball, stay close to me or Sabrina. Understand?”
I nodded. “Why? What’s the big deal?”
Sabrina sighed. “Because Lycans are dangerous, especially towards werewolves. They see you as weaker, lesser.”
Lucas glanced at me through the rearview mirror. “I need them to understand that I don’t share their hatred. Tonight, I’ll be announcing you as my mate.”
My heart skipped a beat. “Lucas, are you sure? Won’t that upset them?”
“It will,” he admitted. “But they need to know where I stand. I won’t hide you, Elara. They have to accept that. ”
Sabrina added, “We’re preparing you so you’re not caught off guard. These Lycans will try to intimidate you, test you. Don’t let them.”
I swallowed hard. “So, what do I do? Just stand there and smile?”