The deep, resonant voice sent a shiver down my spine as I turned to face Dominic Blackthorn. His powerful presence filled the ceremonial clearing, his imposing height and broad shoulders draped in ceremonial white that matched my own.Dominic steadied me with gentle yet firm hands, his touch sending a strange warmth through my body. My wolf, normally so wary around dominant males, settled immediately beneath his touch."Your dress is soaked," he observed, concern evident in his voice. "You should change before the moonrise portion of our ceremony."His amber eyes, flecked with gold that seemed to glow in the forest light, assessed my appearance. "The silver-backed ceremonial dress you tried yesterday would complement your eyes perfectly."Leaning closer, his lips nearly brushing my ear, he whispered, "Stand tall, little wolf. I'm here now."I felt myself gradually relaxing, the tension draining from my shoulders as my wolf recognized something in this alpha that inspired both comfort a
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