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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.”

before their people, to seal their fate as destined mates, and to brand his alpha’s mark on her neck so that all wolves would know

through the screen, her lips curving as her fingertip brushed across

his tone was grave. “Nathaniel has coordinated the ceremony. The venue is set atop

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

in the picture. The summer night breeze drifted in

days later, Landon

staying behind to ensure Frost pack’s restructuring held firm. Landon, freed from those chains,

castle, holding the records of bonding ceremonies across generations of alphas, debating solemnly over which

the sacred mountain, bonfires had been burning for seven nights straight. According to ancient rite, the flames purified the ground before any vow could be spoken. Each dawn, Nathaniel and the elders recited prayers, their voices echoing among the cliffs. From the ancient pines that crowned the mountain, ribbons of every color

own hands. He

responsibility, determined 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 last, the twilight

she couldn’t help but laugh softly. “Isn’t it a bit too much?

610 The Ceremony