The Moonlit Mate Bonding Ritual
As Alina stepped out of the room, the crisp night air greeted her, carrying the scent of pine, wildflowers, and the faintest hint of burning torches. The pack had gathered in the sacred clearing—a place only used for the most important ceremonies, where the Moon Goddess's presence was strongest.
The towering trees formed a natural arch overhead, and thousands of fireflies danced through the air, glowing like tiny stars.
At the center of the clearing stood Marcus.
The moment Alina's eyes found him, everything else faded away.
He was dressed in traditional Alpha ceremonial attire—black and silver robes lined with wolf fur, a deep red sash draped across his broad chest. His blue eyes burned with intensity, locked onto her as if she were the only thing that existed.
The moonlight kissed his dark hair, making him look both powerful and ethereal.
