Fell for the Alpha-less Queen

Fell for the Alpha-less Queen 613

Chapter 613 The Eternal Bond

Landon lowered his head toward the curve of her neck, his nose brushing gently against her skin with the tenderness of a man cradling fragile treasure.

His fangs pierced delicately, injecting the pure force of his alpha power into her veins. A golden wolf- shaped mark slowly bloomed against her skin, radiating with a warm glow.

“Your turn, my mate,” he whispered, voice husky, tilting his head to bare his gland to her.

Tessa rose on her toes. The energy of the White Wolf flowed through her fangs, seeping into his blood. An ice–blue sigil took form at his neck, weaving with the obsidian mark that had long been there, the two flowing together like a living canvas.

When both marks shone in unison, the crystal dais at the altar erupted in light. The ancient pines showered needles in a hushed cascade, as if the Wolf God from above had bent low to give them blessing.

“It is done!” The high priest struck his staff hard against the stone, voice booming. “From this day forth, Tessa is Luna of the Nightshade Pack, and with Alpha Landon she shall share both honor and burden!”

my life, the comrade who fought by my side! In Nightshade Pack she holds equal power with me; in every decision she has equal voice. She may rule with me if she wishes, or follow her own dreams if she chooses–whether in medicine, or any world she wishes to

tender gravity. “She will always be Tessa, unique and unbound. Not chained by the

howls erupted like thunder. Warriors struck their staffs to the earth in rhythm, echoing blessings through the pines. Guests rose to their feet,

voice trembling low against her ear. “I love you, my

him, smiling through tears. “And I

at

bonfire, dancing their war dance with wild joy,

brushed her tender mark. His fingers rubbed lightly over the glowing sigil, his voice rough with concern. “Does it still hurt?” He

the moment his

his shoulder, eyes on the revelry below. “Look, the Frost wolves are

new alpha raised a cup in toast, and warriors of both packs–once locked in bitter

liquor. “Alpha, Luna–this one’s for you!” Nathaniel’s

Tessa