Donovan
I felt like I was going to crawl out of my skin by the time the moon rose and everyone found their seats. The eagerness was obvious as people fidgeted in their chairs and whispered excitedly to one another.
Colin and I took our places on the stage. A murmur went through the gathered wolves as he removed his shirt, revealing his ornately detailed mark. Most of our pack had seen it, of course, but it was new for the wolves visiting from other packs.
I held my breath as I stripped my own shirt off and turned, eliciting a gasp. The photo of Serissa and I had gone out among all the allied packs, but seeing it in person was still a bit of a shock. Wait until they see hers, I thought with a grin. My mark, although the sacred symbol of the Goddess, was just the standard black lines of
