The ceremony was scheduled for sooner than I’d thought. Within two days, things had been set up. The pack house was decorated, an itinerary was made. We’d chosen to make things as simple as possible. Light décor, a ceremony, food. Jay chose a suit he already owned, and I picked something off the store’s rack. I stood on a pedestal, with my mom fluffing my dress. Her face was red and puffy from crying, but she had a determined look. “Absolutely stunning.” She croaked out, standing to smile at me. It was croaked, like she was trying not to cry again. “Are you ready?” My heart skipped a beat. What a loaded question. Ready for what? To announce our bond when everyone already knew? That’s easy. To leave, go who knows where, to hunt down witches who want to k*ll us? My heart raced and adr

