Elle’s POV Elle cautiously walked down the narrow aisle, slowly, as she tried to avoid looking around at all the strange faces that were watching with incredible interest. All eyes were on her. It made her short walk seem to last forever, and her feet felt encased in heavy cement. She took one ginger step at a time. The glowing moon luminously glistened as it lit the room, revealing wild eyes and unfamiliar faces all around her. They looked like people. They sounded like people. But the only thing she could smell was animal, and with the way they looked at her, she wondered if she was an innocent bride or their hunted prey. She didn’t know if she was going to like this strange society. A buried part of her, which was a large part of her, felt so alive where she was. Th
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