THE CEREMONY

The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm, golden glow over the ceremonial grounds as the pack gathered in anticipation. The air was thick with excitement and reverence, a tangible sense of unity as every member young and old stood shoulder to shoulder, waiting for the moment their Alpha and his mate would step forward.

The courtyard had been transformed into something magical. blooming flowers lined the path to the altar. Candles flickered in lanterns that hung from trees, casting soft light over the gathering crowd as dusk slowly crept in. The scent of fresh earth and wildflowers mixed with the crisp autumn breeze, creating an atmosphere of peace and renewal.

At the center of it all stood the altar, a grand structure of stone and wood adorned with symbols of the pack’s heritage. Two large braziers flanked the altar, their flames dancing as they awaited the sacred vows that would be spoken. The entire scene was a reflection of tradition, but with an elegance that spoke of the Alph