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

leaned forward and placed a hand on my

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do you

anyone else, I never thought he would admit you scared him. I have known him a long time and you

his people. This makes you his,” Amaria finished to ease

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 kept inside

in on the top of the dress

do all of this so I didn’t feel so

to sew it all together. This part I had to do on my own. This was my dress to be bound to Grayson in. This was for me to give to

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

I hummed to myself old songs from my

him

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 night.

when the sun goes down that whole morning I would spend getting ready having my hair done, my face cleaned, and my legs and

with him. I would take the pampering and keep my intentions

is private and no one

of the women of the pack came along. I would show them the

Amaria ran her fingers through my hair as

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

the feasts. The one the pack had on Friday, then the one where I served everyone on Saturday, and then the biggest one where Grayson

Normal bread for the first feast, then a sourdough,

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making bread for my day. Most of the women of the pack had to leave to

the final feast. The food will last us hours. We are supposed to fast all day for it. That is also why the second feast is smaller and more intimate,” Charlotte exclaimed to me.

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

would dress in white for the moon. I was going to wear

finish the bread,” I nodded

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

on,” I giddily ran upstairs with them

quickly put it on so we made it to dinner on

went down just below my knees, and it laced

and a t–shirt. 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 more you wore them the softer they got. It was a hot night tonight though so the fabric was

down after grabbing ribs

kind of food

have starved you!” Amária teased me as I