“I want the whole pack to see it,” Kieran said, his deep voice serious.
Elena blinked at him. “See what?”
He moved closer to her. She felt the importance of what he said. "You belong to me. You are my Luna."
Elena's heart raced. "Do you... want to have the mate ceremony?"
“Yes. Tomorrow night. Under the full moon. Before the whole pack.”
She gasped, feeling nervous. The full moon. The pack. All those eyes focused on her. All that judgment lingering in the air. Some wolves barely spoke to her. Others looked like they wanted her gone, as if her very presence was a threat.
“Won’t that… upset them?” she asked, her voice small and trembling slightly.
“They need to see it. You belong to me. No more whispers, no more doubts.”
“But I’m not like them,” Elena said, shaking her head. “I was
