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

leaned forward and placed a hand

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do you

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

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

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

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

This was my dress to be bound to Grayson in. This was

think either of us is ready for

to myself old songs from my childhood that my mother hummer when she

did not know him as I should to bare myself to him. Giving yourself at that level can make someone feel like they have to

it look as good as possible. That was no bother. Elizabeth had made

whole morning I would spend getting

me to be with him. I would take the pampering and keep my intentions a

no one needs

time though all of the women of the pack came

her fingers through my hair as she commended

mom but Amaria deserved it. She had been there for me through this

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 Grayson

bread for the first feast, then a sourdough, and finally the brend I made, a rosemary bread that

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around 30 women making bread for my day. Most of the women of the pack had to leave to finish the day’s chores, take care of

all day for it. That is also why the second feast is smaller and more intimate,”

the white dress for the second feast I have to see that

moon. I was going to wear a white lace dress that Elizabeth and Amaria had given me as a gift earlier in

bread,” I nodded

bread and after a while, we had

on,” I giddily ran upstairs with them like children.

from my closet and quickly put it

and it laced up in the back. I think I’ll put my hair up that night, my

a t–shirt. The fabric they made here could be gauzy or it could be as thick as cotton. I found that

down after grabbing ribs and

of food finally!

you!” Amária teased me as I ferociously dig into the meat.