AMARIS
Somebody worked very hard to make tonight beautiful and I genuinely wish they hadn't.
White blooms on every surface that could hold one, torches burning warm gold in the evening air, three hundred wolves in their finest sitting in perfectly arranged rows like they had rehearsed being an audience.
The whole of Gravemoon pack turned out for this, dressed up and present and looking at the platform where I was standing in an ivory dress that probably cost more than my father's entire debt, which was ironic given that his debt was the only reason I was standing here at all.
To think a lot of things had happened since I got here to the Gravemoon pack. I thought I had lived the worst in the Stormshadow pack but right now I was standing in the footstool of my detriment.
The officiant was speaking. "Ladies and gentlemen, we are gathered here to witness the mating ceremony of Alpha Corvin and Luna Amaris Storme in front of the Moon goddess. It is….."
