~CELINE~
I was a trembling mess, covered in sweat from head to toe as I struggled to find my footing.
I gripped the stone balcony railing, my knuckles turning white as I struggled for each breath. The cool night air should have been a relief after the practically non-existent stifling heat of the ballroom, but my lungs refused to work properly. White spots twinkled like stars at the edges of my vision as panic clawed at my throat.
A f*****g joining ceremony?! It was no different from marriage, from being Ragnar's wife. In the eyes of every werewolf, and of course the so called moon goddess, we would be one…joined in every sense of the word.
A decision they didn't even consider my fuvking opinion in!
Sure I had plans to move forward with the bond, keep my walls up while getting Ragn
