Author's pov
Alpha Damien stared at Sally before him.
He closed his eyes briefly and imagined Aria standing there instead. If the Pack Elder asked whether he would take her as his mate, what would he say?
He would answer without hesitation: "I claim her."
The thought made him smile slightly. She would look amazing in the white ceremonial dress.
Especially that perfect dress that hugged her curves.
The memory made his chest tight.
He remembered walking into the bedroom during her mating ceremony with Ethan...
He thought about the sweater she knitted by hand.
It was hidden in a closet at the West Cottage now.
Two names were woven into the fabric - D & A..
Their names stitched so close together. Like they were lying side by side.
Where had he been when sh
