Gianna's POV
Alpha Arthur guides us through the packhouse entrance, his voice warm with genuine enthusiasm. "We have arranged accommodations on the Alpha floor for your family. I trust this meets with your approval. Having you here to witness Grace's official Luna ceremony means everything to us."
Aunt Krysta inclines her head gracefully. "The honor is ours, Alpha Arthur."
Grace steps closer, her eyes bright with nervous energy. "How are you settling in with everything, Gianna? I know this must feel overwhelming."
"The pack members seem welcoming," I reply carefully, watching her expression. "I was hoping you might still want my help getting ready for tonight's ceremony."
My request brings an immediate smile to her face, but I sense something deeper lurking beneath her enthusiasm. "Would it be possible for Aunt Krysta to join us as well? I think I would feel more comfortable with her there."