Emma Pov
Jordan and I walk to a downward slope in front of our main house. The view of the rocky area below is divine, bringing peace as I gaze at the vast, uninhabited territory.
"You've been an excellent Leader, Emma. After years in my former pack, the way laws are enforced, the oppression and greed of most alphas," Jordan says with a bitter tone. I lean my shoulder against his in a gesture of affection.
"I believe there must be many packs led by women. By the Goddess, I hope so," I comment, hopeful.
Jordan turns to me, and I notice his face getting more serious, his forehead slightly wrinkling under the sun now warming his dark skin. Jordan kneels in front of me, and my heart races, understanding what he's about to do. "Emma Smith, Alpha of the Stonehaven Pack, I come here to swear
