The Lone She-Wolf

"She's going to be here right?" I ask my Father, and our Alpha, in a pout as I help him check on the party preparations. "Sweetie, I don't think that there would be any stopping her." My father chuckles before kissing my forehead gently. "That doesn't mean that SOMETHING could stop her from coming. What if she's attacked? Or worse, already being hurt?" My voice rose an octave or two as I started to hyperventilate. "Miss Cleo, there's no need to worry over her... she can take care of herself, right Alpha?" My father's Beta Victor comments as he walks over to join us.