54. Foot pain
Dominic POV Seeing how beautiful the ceremony was going to be, I wrapped an arm around my mother’s shoulders, pride swelling in my chest. She had outdone herself for Thumper—truly outdone herself. The clearing glowed in soft yellow light. Gold roses framed the old woods, their petals catching the warm glow of countless fairy lights strung between the trees. The forest felt ancient, sacred—alive. Around us, the pack stood transformed, the old woods where all of the new werewolves had turned into their wolves at their adult ages, and where both Alphas with their Lunas had accepted their roles to their pack—just as my parents once had. And tonight, it would be the same for me and Thumper. This place was close to the old pack lands. Close to our roots. And the vampires that had dared linger
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