His Hidden Omega Walked Away

Salveth Bloodmoor had two front-row tickets to the Blood Moon revel tucked neatly into the breast pocket of his tailored coat. I thought he had planned a surprise for me. I was giddy with anticipation, counting down the nights until the revel. But when the night finally came, I found out he had taken those tickets and gone off on Pack business instead.

With the help of a few connections and a ridiculous number of gold moons, I managed to get a ticket last minute. And that's when I saw it.