Luna was in the midst of the crowd with her sister, until Belle was asked by a gentleman to dance with him. Her sister excused herself and went to dance with the other couples to the music that was played when she felt an intense feeling that someone was watching her, it was different from the one she felt at the entrance of the pack house, this one felt curious while the other one was intense. She looked around the room and saw no one.
The entire time, she could feel the hatred, yet curious glares coming her way. An ambush on all sides. But she had noticed two pairs in particular. Or at least, that was what she had counted. From what she could see, and sense, two people were in the balcony on the last floor.
