Rosalie
As we entered the pack house, we walked down the long hallway to the ballroom. The snow was coming down in heavy blankets so the decision to have it moved inside was a no-brainer. As much as I enjoyed the snow and the beautiful flakes of dusting during the ceremony, I knew we would be soaked by the end of the dance.
Benjamin was in charge of music, Lolli was helping him in the DJ stand. Several young pups were already dancing on the floor and I was immediately pulled from Jack to head to the floor. Various songs such as The Macarena, Chicken Dance and the Hokey Pokey were played and I happily agreed to play with the kids. After the third song, Jack quickly pulled me to his chest by my waist and whispered, “You are mine now, no more sharing.” He nipped at my ear and I quickly agre
