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 started racing, but

it was the good kind

and then walked out, closing the door

moved involuntarily, carrying me down the flower path toward

gazed

all these people, in this moment, I

before. The feeling filled my

going to have your Luna ceremony. All the food and decorations you

been through, I want to give

said, pulling a ring from his pocket. I immediately recognized

his mother had worn.

has been passed down through generations... from my

to my mother. Every Luna has worn this ring. My

at your Luna ceremony, but I

and commitment. Not

this pack together. There's no

how much you care for

save others. Please accept this ring, and let's walk

chapter of our

speak. All the emotions rushed through

deep feeling of belonging. This wasn't just at

an eternal promise.

tears welling in my eyes, as he slipped

ready?" Ryder asked as we boarded the plane.

since we discovered the pregnancy. Since then,

was a healthy

weeks, we hadn't told anyone

but that was

was sitting in a seat on the private

platinum with a one-carat black round-cut diamond. The

pattern. Ryder's great-great-grandfather had mined this