The Rejection
The sound of the drums grew louder, Damian stepped into the salt circle in the center of the open roof all which directly reflected the moon. The scent of burning herbs and roses filled the air, so sweet and sharp as Jasmine matched to join Damian in the circle.
Alpha Thorne stood from his seat and went straight to the circle, he raised his hands towards the moon as his voice rolled through the hall.
“This Night, the Mistfall pack binds itself to Moonvale in alliance with this marriage. We seek that the peace, protection and the safety of our people be sealed in blood and bond.”
The quiet chant of the elders was steady and the drums rolled high. Jasmine couldn't hide her smile, she gently slipped her hand into Damian’s. Her grip was warm, but firm.
Damian’s wolf stirred
