Fell for the Alpha-less Queen

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r 610 The Ceremony Approaches

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The reorganization of Yalvaria’s Frost pack was finally complete. A new leadership council had submitted its reform plan to the International Wolf Alliance, while the Yalvaria parliament, disgraced for shielding traitors, was under full investigation. Several long–standing lawmakers had already resigned in shame.

That evening, after finishing her shift at the medical organization, Tessa’s phone lit up. Landon’s video call came through.

On the screen, he stood upon the terrace of what had once been Frost pack’s castle, now claimed as Nightshade territory. Behind him, a thousand stars glittered over the night sky. His eyes shone with something even brighter–expectation.

“It’s done,” he said, his voice steady yet tinged with joy. “Everything here is wrapped up. Our bonding ceremony… it can finally begin.”

people, to seal their fate as destined mates, and to brand his alpha’s mark

through the screen, her lips curving as her fingertip brushed

The venue is set atop Nightshade’s sacred mountain, and the Alliance elders have confirmed they will

at the resolve in his eyes. “Good. Then I’ll wait

a photograph of the two of them together on her phone screen. Her fingertip traced his face in the picture. The summer night breeze drifted in through the lab window, carrying warmth, as though she could already smell the grass and flowers that would blanket the sacred mountain when the day

days later, Landon

staying behind to ensure Frost pack’s

the records of bonding ceremonies across generations

the elders recited prayers, their voices echoing among the cliffs. From the ancient pines that crowned the

own hands. He

to shape this day with his combed through old manuscripts, noting every stage of the rite the dawn offering, the noon witness of the elders, and at

softly. “Isn’t

The Ceremony