Female Alpha Lucinda

The scent of fresh wood and polish mingled with the rich aroma of cooked meats, signaling the impending arrival. I took the last few steps from the staircase in the packhouse, my gaze sweeping over the bustling hall.
"Let me help you with that, Rose," I offered, seeing the elder struggling with two heavy boxes.
Rose, ever humble, demurred, "No need, Alpha, I can manage."
I smiled, stepping forward. "Rose, you and I both know that I can't let my elders in this pack struggle. Come on now, those look heavy." I took the top box from her, the weight surprisingly substantial.
We walked into the main hall, a hive of activity. Red and black drapes adorned the walls, a sudden, last-minute theme, all thanks to my Beta's tardiness in reminding me of the Alpha King's visit. It was all a bit silly, really – all this fuss for a mate search and document check. Still, it gave the pack an excuse for a party. Oliver, my Gamma, had done an excellent job.
"Hey, Ollie, looking decent, considering the amount of time we had," I called out, setting the box down.
