The term killing two birds with one stone was overly exaggerated, Kelly thought as she took a peek out of the bedroom window to the lawn outside.
After so many anxious days, the day had finally come. It was her birthday; she was finally eighteen and legally an adult. It was also the day everyone had been holding their breath for. It was mating day, or more appropriately, it was her wedding day.
She wasn’t sure what she had expected, but looking down at the preparations at only five in the morning, she was sure the pack was over doing things.
The lawn had been decorated in a typical wedding ceremony fashion. She saw chairs lined up on either side of an aisle that had been created with what looked like red and brown leaves from the trees that surround the pack homes. Ver
