Aya's POV
I wanted this with Lok so badly I was shaking from so much emotion. Diamon, Ai and myself, walked slowly to Yong's hut which was up at the open fields. I lifted the front, while Ai carried the long embroidered train of my robe to keep it out of the dirt. The moonlight hit the hammered gold threading making it look as if I was on fire with silver and gold combined.
Diamon stayed on the lookout for Lok. Not trusting the lycans not to push him in my direction before it was time.
It seemed as if all if the lycans had come out for this. I could hear them talking and murmuring as they passed by the hut I was in. The children were coming out too. Their laughter and giggles putting us all in exceptional moods.
Sitting down on a small stool, I tried to relax as time passed on. It was sooo hard. In my heart of hearts, deep in my soul and in my mind, Lok was already my husband, my mate.
