Two weeks until the ceremony.
Mom had been planning this dinner for days—a pre-ceremony celebration with immediate family only. Me, Skyler, my parents, and Ronan. Intimate and slightly terrifying.
"Stop pacing," Skyler said from the couch. "It's just dinner."
"It's the 'welcome to the family officially' dinner. That's different than regular dinner." I checked my reflection again. "Do I look okay?"
"You look beautiful. You always look beautiful." He stood, crossing to me. "And they already love you. You're their daughter."
"But now I'm also your mate. That changes things."
"It changes nothing." He kissed my forehead. "Except maybe your mom will stop asking when we're getting married since we're doing the wolf equivalent."
We arrived to find the dining room transformed. Mom had gone a
