Archer’s POV
My beautiful mate glows like a star, no, like a goddess. Everyone else can see it as well, her soul, bright and golden, filling the gems with her special light. When I close my eyes, I know that this is how I’ll see her from now on, this shining beauty standing by our sacred lake, meeting our people, our child warm within her womb as our pups are brought to us across the water.
“Mama, you look like a princess,” our little Thea bounces as she comes off the boat, Samantha holding her hand to keep the little one steady so she doesn’t fall backward into the lake. She’s draped in her own junior priestess robes, her long blonde hair bound in braids and piled atop her head with gold pins that sparkle in the lantern light.
Behind her is Theo, our little alpha, who bows first to me
