MARKING CEREMONY - NIGHT THREE & ATTACK
~TATE'S POV~
The third night felt different from the beginning. Where the first two nights had been about receiving marks, tonight was about giving them.
Tonight, I would mark Mathias and Daxon in return.
We stood in the vault deep beneath the Packhouse. The room was small, windowless, with walls covered in protective wards that glowed faintly blue. It felt safe but also claustrophobic.
Like a beautiful cage.
The Pack couldn't witness this marking. The vault was too small. But I could feel them through the Pack link, all gathered above us, sending support and strength through the bond.
"Are you ready?" Vida asked. She looked exhausted. She'd been up all night reinforcing wards, preparing for attacks that hadn't come yet.
"I'm ready." I touch
