As the day progressed, I found myself unable to shake off the undercurrent of anxiety that had taken root within me. The impending night cast a shadow of apprehension over me as I contemplated the upcoming ascending ceremony – an event that held immense significance for both Alex and the pack. Leaning against the window frame, I gazed outside as the sun began its gradual descent, painting the sky with hues of orange and gold.
Beyond the glass, the street was alive with bustling activity. The air seemed charged with excitement and anticipation, the distant hum of voices filtering into the room. Amidst the palpable energy, a sense of uncertainty tugged at my thoughts. This ceremony marked Alex's transition into the role of alpha, a role he was preparing to embrace fully. And deep down, I knew that he wanted me there, standing by his side.
