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.

would be easier if there wasn’t any space between us if I knew him like no one else but he gave me the trust I needed. I feel like this will help

trusts you,” Elizabeth leaned forward and

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you know?”

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 it.

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

fears. He would know my desire for him and my hesitancy to

top of the dress which

all of this so I didn’t feel so clueless.

on my own. This

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

women left me to sew and I hummed to myself old

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

make it look as good as possible. That was no

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

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

no one needs

my dress Amaria and Elizabeth came back. This time though all of the women of the pack came along. I would show them the dress and they would

fingers

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

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 a sourdough, and finally the brend I made, a

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

all day for it. That

second feast I

to wear a white lace

I nodded to them

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

ran upstairs

it on so

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 up that night, my mom will be here to help me and Cea.

changed into a simple tie skirt 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.

after grabbing ribs

kind of

have starved you!” Amária teased me as I ferociously