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.

I knew him like no one else but he gave me the trust I

you,” Elizabeth leaned forward and placed a hand on my knee.

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do you know?”

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

you his,” Amaria finished to ease my many many thought.

second of every day. I would know his thoughts and fears. He would know my desire for him and my hesitancy to give in

top of the dress which seemed easy enough. Thumifully it was

to do all of

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

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

sew and I hummed to myself old songs from my childhood

thing 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 feel like they have to give everything. We needed more time

had to use an invisible stitch to make it look as good as possible. That was no bother. Elizabeth

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

most of this was to prepare me to be with him. I would take

private and no one needs

Elizabeth came back. This time though all of the women of

done so well,” Amaria ran her fingers

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

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

more decadent. Normal bread for the first feast, then a sourdough, and finally the brend I

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dining room around 30 women making bread for my day. Most of the women of the pack had to leave to finish the day’s

wait for the final feast. The food will last us hours. We are supposed to fast all day

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

moon. I was going to wear a white lace dress

bread,” I nodded

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

giddily ran upstairs

quickly put it on so we made it

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

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

down after grabbing ribs

of food

you!” Amária teased me as I ferociously dig