Amaya's Reign

Coronation and Mating Ceremonies and surprise guest part 1

Amaya Woke up with a start, today was the big day she was going to be crowned Queen and she was going to be bond to her mate in front of the pack all today. She was feeling overwhelmed thinking about it all she had already technically bond herself to her would be mate the ceremony was a formality and then they would be bonded for life and they would be written down in the book of ancestors her pack had. All of the queens and kings had been written down in it, it was exclusive to this pack she had never heard of any other pack doing it but then again she had only been apart of two packs in her entire life so she didn't know about what other packs did but since she was now queen she guessed she would be meeting a lot more packs. A couple of things kept this from being a great day one her grandmother was still in her coma, and her mother was still missing. The best of the packs trackers had been sent out to find her mother and so far no word had come back of her being found as of yet. 

Slipping out of bed she went across the hall to her bedroom to get ready. Her ladies in waiting were all there to her help get her adorned and dressed they would be with her throughout the day helping her with outfits and hair and make-up this was going to be one long day.  

Amaul sensed when Amaya left the room, he stretched and looked up at the ceiling in a couple of hours he would become king. Him, a king. The irony of it was not escaping him, a scrawny throw away kid who grew up to be king. No one could have predicted this least of all him. He kicked off the covers and as he was getting up from bed he heard a knock at the door. "Enter." He said. In came Four attendants the eldest one bowed and introduced himself. "Your highness to be, I am Barron I have been appointed as your head attendant. These other men are also here as attendants to serve your needs." The men then took turns introducing themselves after the introductions they all scrambled to get start getting Amual ready. He had a long day ahead of him and he really didn't know all the protocall so he went along with the Attendants.

Amaya had been put together in no time flat thanks to her ladies in waiting. She stared at herself in awe she looked beautiful she had a red tribal print wrap on and a cowrie shell crown that draped down over her face covering it completely. Her neck, wrist, ankles, hands, and ears had all been adorned with gold jewelry. Apparently another tradition was to pass down Jewelry from queen to queen. Some of the pieces she was wearing were a hundred years or older beautiful pieces in various sizes and taste. 

So it had been decided that the mate bonding ceremony would be first a dinner than the Coronation all under the full moon. It had been an all day ritual to be scrubbed and pampered, massaged then adorned,  she had been bathed in fragrances and rubbed in oils so her skin glowed, and her hair and make-up had been specially done then she had been dressed in a red tribal wrap then the cowrie shell crown had been placed on her head and it went all the way down to her waist covering her upper body completely she was barefooted she was a vision to behold. In her hands she held a bouquet of flowers gathered specially for this occasion. 

The sun was slowly making its descent as the sametime as Amaya was making hers. She could feel the energy of the pack. It made her nervous, she closed her eyes and reached out mentally for Amaul to see if she could feel him she was disappointed when she could not. She didn't know if it was because there were so many people in attendance that she had been blocked or if he had mentally blocked her, or if she just couldn't do it yet. Either way she was a little disappointed but she knew at the end of the walk she would be standing beside her mate so she didn't dwell on it long. 

Her Ladies in waiting helped guide her to where she would wait for her little escort to take her to stand beside her mate she had chosen the little girl that had gave her the sunflower to be her escort. She felt a little hand slip into hers and if she could've she would have looked down but the cowrie shell crown didn't allow it. As she let the little girl guide her down the aisle she could hear the mummers of the crowd. She focused on what she was doing. Soon she stopped and she guessed she was where she was supposed to be. 

As the spiritual guide for the pack performed the rituals that would bind her and Amaul Amaya Felt like her spirit was being pulled out of her body, She started to sway. The next thing she knew her spirit and Amauls came out of their bodies and intertwined themselves together and the combined spirit then came back into them both at the sametime it was a head rush. She could suddenly feel, hear, see, taste, everything Amaul could and at the same time she could also feel her ownself. It was a new experience for her, when they said mated they had meant it in every sense of the word. 

There were now at the part of the ceremony where they were supposed to bite each other marking each other for other werewolves to see and know who they belonged to. Her head lady in waiting took the cowrie shell crown off her head for her and it was like Amaya had a new set of sensations to contend with. She was seeing Amaul for the first time this evening and he looked so handsome she almost forgot to breathe.

His skin shown in the moonlight he was bare chested, and he had the same tribal print wrap on but around his waist and legs. He was also barefooted, and his locc's had been washed and adorned with oil and they hung loose flowing down his back. His forearms had been adorned with heavy gold cuffs, as well as his wrist and ankles. They shone in the moonlight as well, he looked like a demigod on loan from heaven. He looked so strong, and powerful. Amaya longed to kiss his beautiful full lips. She couldn't believe she would get to be mated to this man for the rest of her life. How had the goddesses blessed her so?

"I can hear your thoughts my love, I too long to kiss you long and deeply." Amaul said in her head. How did he do that Amaya thought when she had tried to contact him earlier it hadn't went through so why all of a sudden did it go through? Amaya was burning to ask but Amaul said not, he had an amused look in his eye. Being totally absorbed in Amaul Amaya didn't notice the guest who was wearing a veil slip into the back of the ceremony. 

The Spiritual pack advisor gave the signal and now was the point in the ceremony where they were to bite each other solidifying their bond forever more and for all to witness. Amaya stepped to Amaul and she stood up on her tippy-toes and she licked the spot that she was going to mark, she bared her fangs and sunk her teeth into his tender neck flesh. Then she licked the spot she had bite and instantly the same tattoo on her hand was duplicated on his. Amaul licked Amaya's neck and sunk his teeth into her tender neck flesh then he licked the wound. Now on both of their necks outlined in white where two wolves intertwined around each other looking up at a goddess in the moon. It would be visible to other Werewolves to humans it would look like odd scars.  Amaya teared up as the immensity of what had happened hit her.

She was mated to Amual. FOREVER! He was hers and she was his until death. Her heartbeat synched with his and the whole world was blocked out. Both her and Amaul walked silently to the prepared bedroom chamber they would share. While the pack had dinner Amaul and Amaya would consummate their new  bondship. Amaya's body was burning up she needed Amaul Immediately it took everything in her not to run to the prepared bedroom she couldn't shame herself like that but she needed Amaul and if the Ache in her core was any indication she needed him or she would jump him like the mad wolf in heat she was.