My dress for the Luna ceremony was custom made. It was made up completely of black lace that flowed down my legs and into a beautiful train. It felt like a wedding dress, with mesh to hide my assets. But it wasn’t, it was for today, when everyone would finally call me their Luna. I wasn’t nervous, or at least i kept telling myself not to be. After all i had been here for three months already. This was just a formality. I was marked and mated, already their Luna in every single way except this. But for some reason this felt bigger than a wedding. Which i also wasn’t even prepared to think about planning anytime soon. Especially after that whole pregnancy scare earlier this week. Right now i was content with our family consisting of just me and Lip. This expensive and overly extravagan

