“Congratulations, Laken and Arielle!” The assembled crowd screams as soon as we enter the pack house, and something bursts above us. In no time, we get covered with confetti.
I laugh in delight as the glittering pieces of paper and tinsel as well as every other thing they pack inside these glitter bombs settle all over my hair, hanging on to Laken’s arm. I’d been holding his hand all the way from a guest cabin in the pack lands where we’d gotten dressed for the little celebration. Ever since returning to the pack this morning from an entire night of mating, I’d felt extremely clingy to Laken. When I went to meet Trisha without him this morning, I couldn’t even wait for half an hour with her. The need to get back to Laken had been so strong that I’d had to excuse myself and get ready to le
