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.

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

Elizabeth leaned forward and placed a hand on my

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you more than 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

people. This makes you his,” Amaria finished to

and my hesitancy to give in to it. His mind would be alight with everything I had kept inside and mine would be swamped with everything I had

me how to put an eyelet in on the top of the dress which seemed easy enough.

had known how to do all of this so I

it all together. This part I had to do on my own. This

we are bound we would…but I don’t think either of us is ready for that level

me to sew and I hummed to myself old songs from

I was not embarrassed by or ashamed of was wanting to wait to sleep with him. I would be his wife, but I did not know him as I should to bare myself to him. Giving yourself at that level can make someone

two hours. I had to use an invisible stitch to make it look as good as possible.

morning I would spend getting ready having my hair done, my face

me to be with him. I would take

private and no one needs to know.

time though all of the women of the pack came along. I would show them the dress

Amaria ran her fingers through my hair as

who didn’t birth me mom but Amaria deserved it. She had been there for me through this

were making the bread for the feasts. The one the pack had on Friday, then the one where I served everyone on

bread for the first feast, then a sourdough,

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making bread for my day. Most of the women of

are supposed to fast all day for it. That is also why the second feast is smaller and more intimate,” Charlotte exclaimed to me.

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

was going to wear a white lace dress that

nodded to

the bread and after a while, we had finished and the

giddily ran upstairs with them like

it on so we made it to

style lace, with long sleeves that flowed. It had a skirt that went down just below my knees, and it laced up in the back. I think I’ll put my hair

The fabric they made here could be gauzy or it could be as thick as cotton. I found that I loved both feelings as the

down after grabbing ribs

of food

we have starved you!” Amária teased me as I