Selene’s pov
“You are to help with small disputes for now,” Doreen said. “Help guide the women of the pack. Organize seasonal rituals. Approve betrothal matches when the elders ask your counsel.”
I blinked. “Approve matches?”
“Yes.”
“Like people getting married?”
“Something like that.”
I was confused as mora smiled. “You shouldn’t be bothered. You will learn quickly. We will teach you. But if I must say, your wedding has brought talk amongst our people.”
My heart sank a little. “Talk?”
Ilka waved her hand, dismissive. “Nothing serious. Just murmurs. Some thought your wedding was… abrupt.”
That was putting it lightly.
“But you’re here now,” Mora said, “and that’s what matters. We just want you prepared.”
“May I ask something?” I finally said, voice quieter than I meant.
“Of cour
