The wedding between Alissa and Allen was everything a pack mating ceremony should be — beautiful, sacred, and overflowing with joy. The ceremony took place under a full moon in the hidden meadow on the eastern border, the same place where Allen had first proposed to Alissa in their wolf forms. String lights twinkled in the trees like captured stars, and the air was filled with the scent of night-blooming flowers and fresh pine. The entire Avila Grey Pack had gathered, dressed in elegant traditional robes, their howls of celebration echoing through the forest long after the vows were spoken.
Claire stood near the front, tears streaming down her face as she watched Alissa and Allen complete their bond. Alissa looked radiant in a flowing white and silver gown, her dark hair woven with moonfl
