Leah POV
The heavy golden mark on my collarbone burned like hot silver the moment Benedict said my name in front of the whole pack.
The sun sat high above the great stone courtyard of the pack house, filling the open area with warm light. Hundreds of pack members stood together, filling every corner of the lawn, their faces bright with smiles and quiet excitement. Olivar stood near the side archway with his arms folded across his dark coat, looking content and relaxed. Charlotte stood right behind Ethan, placing a small wooden toy wolf into his hands while he laughed and jumped up and down on the soft grass.
"Are you nervous?" Benedict asked softly, standing right beside me on the high stone steps.
"I am standing in front of five hundred people in a formal dress," I said, looking up in
