Stronger by Ang Chris

Chapter 30

Today I had to make my gown and start preparing food. Everything was to be made from scratch. We had a lot to do.

Grayson had spent the past couple of days organizing the guest list as I didn’t know any of his allies.

It was not easy or dreamy as it had appeared but it was all happening so quickly. We were prepping and none of the actual celebration had started yet.

On Friday I was going to be cleansed. I had to bathe in moon pool, and then spend the day having oils rubbed into my skin and runes scribed on my back.

Here in the Northern Ecl*pse pack, it was custom for the bride to get a tattoo before the wedding. I would have the symbol of the pack inscribed on my sternum. Grayson had one too but he got it when he became Alpha.

It was a moon in front of a pine and paw marks below it. I wasn’t too excited about that but it was a duty of mine.

Grayson would spend the same day in solitude. He would train, meditate, and pray. He wasn’t allowed to look or talk to

anyone.

That night I would go to the forests to find him and our wolves would be with each other.

Right now though I was with Amaria and Elizabeth making my dress.

It was a simple gown to humble me before my mate. It was strapless with two inches at the top of my back and flowed

from there.

“The color is perfect my dear,” Amaria smiled at me.

I began cutting down the fabric to the design Elizabeth had drawn out for me. Two simple rectangle like bits.

I was thankful that binding dresses were not supposed to be extravagant. The only tricky part here was the train that flowed from behind me. I was born of alpha blood so I had a long train. It was to stretch six feet behind me.

“Okay so now it’s basically a six–foot–long U,” Elizabeth explained, drawing out the back of the dress.

It was cut again and we marked for the hem. I know it’s morning and tedious when it’s not your gown but when it is every stitch, cut, hem, mark, they all electrify you.

The three of us began hemming the gown and talking to one another. It had to be hand sewn so my hard work went.

into it.

“Are you nervous?” Amaria looked over to me.

like no one else but he gave me the trust I needed. I feel like this will help him trust

Elizabeth leaned forward and

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you

anyone else, I never thought he would admit you scared him. I have known him a long time and you are…the only one who he bends for,” She intently used each word as if she still couldn’t believe

his,” Amaria

day. I would know his thoughts and fears. He would know my desire for him and my hesitancy to give in to it. His mind would be alight with everything I had

on the top of the dress

how to do all of this so I didn’t feel so clueless.

own. This was my dress to be bound

night we are bound we would…but I don’t think either of

and I hummed to myself old songs from my childhood that

to sleep with him. I would be his wife, but I did not know him as I should to

next two hours. I had to use an invisible stitch to make it look as good as possible. That was no bother. Elizabeth had made me a strand for the inches at the back to hold me up all

that whole morning I would spend getting

of this was to prepare me to be with him. I would take the pampering and

private and no one needs to know.

finished my dress Amaria and Elizabeth came back. This time though all of the women of

so well,” Amaria ran her fingers through my hair as she commended

a woman who didn’t birth me mom but Amaria deserved it.

began making food today we were making the bread for the feasts. The one the pack had on Friday, then the one where I served everyone on Saturday, and then the biggest one where

the first feast, then a sourdough,

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my kitchen and dining room around 30 women making bread for my day. Most of the women of the pack

supposed to fast all day for it. That is also why the second feast is smaller and more

the white dress for the second feast I have to see that before dinner,” Ella demanded

everyone would dress in white for the moon. I was going to wear a white lace dress that Elizabeth and Amaria

the bread,” I nodded to them

kneaded the bread and after a while, we had finished and the bread was left to rise before it was

ran upstairs with them

from my closet and quickly put it on so we

down just below my knees, and it laced up in the back. I

be as thick as cotton. I found that I loved both feelings as the more you wore them the softer they got. It was a hot night tonight though so the fabric was the

sat down after grabbing ribs and

of

Amária teased me as