Modric’s POV
Mary Ann placed the ring on her own finger.
For one heartbeat, the entire village square disappeared.
I no longer saw the three banners moving above the platform.
I did not hear the crowd whispering.
I barely felt the sunlight warming the black fabric of my Alpha coat.
All I saw was the silver band resting on Mary Ann’s hand.
The ring I had given her without knowing whether she would ever wear it.
The ring she had kept hidden inside the Luna Wing.
The ring she had now chosen to reveal before Ironclaw, Mooncrest, and Nightveil.
Emotion struck through the completed bond with enough force to tighten my throat.
Hope.
Love.
Gratitude.
Fear that I would misunderstand what she intended.
I controlled all of it.
This moment belonged to Mary Ann.
I would not turn her ch
