The pack hall was already full when we arrived. Wolves gathered in their usual clusters—warriors near the front, families in the middle, elders along the sides. Everyone turned to watch us enter, and I fought the urge to grab Skyler's hand for comfort.
We were about to make this very official.
Marcus stood at the front, Elder Thomas beside him. They waited until everyone settled before Marcus spoke.
"We're here to discuss Skyler Voss and Wren Mercer's upcoming mating ceremony." His voice carried through the hall. "As you all know, these two have overcome significant obstacles to accept their bond. Now they wish to make it official before the pack."
Murmurs of approval rippled through the crowd. I spotted my parents beaming, Ronan giving me a thumbs up.
"The ceremony will follow tradit
