Chapter 13: Mating Ceremony

Lilith's POV;

The day of the mating ceremony came so fast that I wondered if I was really ready for this.

Looking at myself in the mirror, dressed in a pretty white laced dress with a light pink tulle skirt that covered my legs and a crown of flowers resting on my head, reminded me of the woman in the mirror.

That was a few days ago, but it felt like just yesterday. I couldn't say anything to anyone, but I was always wondering who the woman was. She had told me that I was going to find out who she was pretty soon, and I couldn't wait.

I glanced at the mirror slowly again, willing myself to see her, but instead, all I saw was my own reflection and how beautiful I looked. Although my eyes held a certain sadness, I smiled slowly in a bid to hide it.

"You look beautiful, my lady," Cara said, and I nodded without a word.

Adams had told me that it was the custom in the Blackhound pack for all the werewolves to be in their wolf form during the latter part of the mating ceremony. Apparently,