Chapter 89

Ariezel

When we all woke up, we began getting ready for the ceremony held at the pack house.

We weren’t in a rush as of yet, I, however, was panicking slightly. And it all started from the moment Alys and Harriet showed me their outfits.

When they had spoken of the ceremony I thought it was a simple affair like all the announcements so far. In my former pack, we had had the affair during the Mourning period, so there was no festival. Shock filled me when they spoke more in depth as they showed me their outfit.

Whilst I was determined to go to celebrate, I had not accounted for what I was going to wear.

This was where the problems started.

Alys and Harriet looked for clothes that would fit me, but it was all in waste. Both of them weren’t near my size, with Alys’ clothes being an overflow and Harriets far too short and tight. In the end, they perused my closet.

“There has to be something.” Alys said, flipping through my wardrobe whilst I paced. I silently berated myself for not prepari