ALARIC POV
I forgot how to breathe.
That was the first problem.
The second was that I forgot where I was.
The third, and probably the most embarrassing considering I was standing in front of my entire pack, an elder, two visiting Alphas, my parents, my children, and the woman I was supposed to crown as Luna, was that I forgot there was a ceremony happening at all.
Aria stood beside me in green.
No.
Not stood.
That word was too small.
Too plain.
She existed beside me like something the Goddess had shaped out of mercy after all, out of red curls and soft skin and impossible eyes and every prayer I had ever been too proud to speak aloud.
My mate.
My wife.
My Luna.
The mother of my pups.
Fuck.
My gaze dropped for half a second to her stomach.
Still flat beneath the dress.
Sti
