Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)

Xena's POV

Knock! Knock! Knock!

"Ama?" I asked in surprise when I opened the door to find her standing there.

"You look fucking amazing!" she said, looking me up and down.

Hearing those words from Ama, I knew my choice was right. Her eye for fashion

was always spot on.

"What do you think?" I asked, giving her a little spin.

"Absolutely! Ryder sent me to come check on you." Ama's smile was so wide it

looked like it might split her face.

"Why?" I asked.

"You really did pick the perfect dress," Ama said, grabbing my arm and pulling me

toward the hallway.

"Why?" I was even more confused now. Her expression was too excited.

"Just smile and keep walking," Ama said, pulling me toward the back door. The

moment she opened it, I realized this wasn't just an ordinary barbecue gathering.

Somehow, Ryder had changed into khakis and a white polo shirt. He stood at the

end of a flower path that ran through the crowd of people.

What surprise was he pulling now? My heart

the good kind

me a gentle push and then walked out, closing the door behind her.

the flower path

hands and gazed into my

front of all these people, in this moment, I felt more

The feeling

ceremony. All the food and

been through, I want to give you

from his pocket. I

his mother had worn.

has been passed down through generations... from my

has

Luna ceremony, but I want it to be worn

commitment. Not just as mates, but

this pack together. There's no hierarchy between

everyone here how much you

life at risk to save others. Please accept this ring,

chapter of

emotions rushed through me-love, gratitude,

feeling of belonging. This wasn't just at ring; it was a

an eternal promise.

welling in my eyes, as he slipped the ring onto my

ready?" Ryder asked as we boarded

pregnancy. Since then, I'd seen

a healthy pregnancy with no symptoms. Since

hadn't told anyone

told William, but that

the

It was platinum with a one-carat black

Ryder's great-great-grandfather had mined this