At present time, Dane Silverback was no longer an Alpha. That meant that the remarriage, however sincere, was not to be performed at the Holy Temple of the Moon Goddess. That did not stop the entire werewolf packs from coming down to Great Lake City to offer their most sincere congratulations to the happy couple.
In fact, the wedding felt like a more intimate affair. The guests attended because they wanted to share the joy and happiness of the wedding couple, not because they were forced to pay homage to a certain pack.
The wedding day was thankfully sunny, with not a single grey cloud hanging in the sky. The soft spring sunlight fell upon the chattering guests, and the fragrant smell of flowers filled the air.
