I would feel him, all of him, from his emotions to his soul.
Even when he wasn't near me, like right now, I could feel him. My mates mark was all I needed, no more anxiousness and unknown fear everytime I wasn't near him, we were bonded, we were one, my heart felt contented as long as a could feel him.
I had thought it would be overwhelming, but no, I felt complete, like a part of me had been missing all this time and finally I found it.
I smiled reaching out to my neck to push my hair back, my fingers softly glazing my fresh mark shivering a little with pleasure that it still brought.
I stood before our pack house bedroom mirror admiring the fit of my dress, the fabric felt soft on my skin hugging me on all my curves perfectly, white in color creating the perfect contrast with my olive skin tone flowing all the way down covering my feet with a side knee high slit for my bare pedicured feet to show. The dress was off shoulder allowing me to show my greatest accessory, my alpha's mark, more light fabric flowing from my mid arms acted as my sleeves giving the dress a swan vibe.
My hair out of its messy bun, also flowing over my shoulders in shiny black waves with cute braids at the front, a crown of flowers on top of my head . The crown had been a gift from the cute pups at the orphanage, I love it so much and decided to wear it today.
My special day.
My luna's ceremony.
I still can't believe it, I squealed in excitement unable to contain myself.
The feel of proud flooded my veins making me more excited, those were my mates emotions, he is proud of me, that's all i need. I felt like a pup on its first shift. Nothing, absolutely nothing could dim my huge grin now.
Pure, my outfit screamed pure, everything a Luna stands for. I glanced at the white strapy heels that I was supposed to wear then back at my bare feet.
Mmmmh, oh well it's my ceremony after all, am not killing myself on those things, barefoot it is.
Smiling to myself I walked to the door just as a knock sounded.
My escort. It's time.
Breathe in, breathe out , alright Liah you sexy fierce bitch, you got this.
Lamps, beautiful warm-light lamps light my way to the ceremony set up. I felt like a human bride as my barefoot stepped on the rose-petals covered soft grass , pack members smiling brightly at me, as they stood on either sides of the decorated pathway, soft harmonies in the background. In a way it is a marriage, just a little upgraded.
My heart was beating out of rhythm, nerves, I could slowly feel my anxiety start to kick in as my mind raced with all possible outcomes. Dammn overthinking!
A feel of warm soothing caress slowly over took the growing anxiety suffocating it to calmness. Elijah.
My head instinctively lifted towards my mate, who I could now see, standing on a wooden podium that was surrounded by the same lamps lighting my path.
Perfection, absolute perfection , my mate standing in an all black suit, with no tie of course, the fast few buttons of his dress-shirt open tempting me to lick that masculine chest, yumm!! His posture oozed dominance and authority, his hands clasped on his front ,like he owned the place, which technically he kinda did.
I giggled when my eyes fell on his bare feet , yeah you can guess who introduced me to the addictive ways of walking barefoot. My head dropped to the ground as i made my way to the podium, looking into his eyes would mean disaster, in my case embarrassing myself. The butterflies in my stomach, that were certainly not mine, would make sure of that.
I climbed the two stairs of the podium walking softly until my mates toes came to view.
Elijah drew a struggled breath, his posture fluttering a little, my eyes lifted to look into his bright glowing ones hypnotizing and drawing me in as I took a step nearer , a voice cleared snapping me out of my daze, my cheeks flooding with heat making me drop my head once again.
Did I mention am not a fun of crowds.
We faced the elder leading the ceremony as he welcomed the guests, giving a history of our pack briefly.
A warm foot touched mine, making me bite my inner lip to stop from grinning like a fool, an sure elder Marcus here won't take that lightly.
I parted my feet to rub slightly on Elijah's invading foot before stepping on him halfway my heel still on the wooden platform. This time an actual giggle slipped through as my mate growled in our mindlink almost making me physically shake in delight, his toes wiggling playfully beneath mine .
Elder Marcus raised an eyebrow, wisely cutting short his well rehearsed speech going straight to the ceremonies main event.
I drew comfort from our touching feet as the ceremonial knife and bowl were presented, a new harmony in the background as some elders chanted in the old werewolf language, the mother moon tongue, only used in ceremonies like this so it may not be forgotten nor taken for granted as we continued to evolve.
Elder Marcus drew the knife, lifting it as he loudly chanted towards the full moon, as practiced we stepped away from each other drawing invisible ancient markings with our feet, to anyone else it appeared as slow dancing, but the steps were spiritual drawing lines and circles to imitate the symbols of blessings from the moon goddess. My alpha lead creating half symbols on the ground and I followed completing them, no touching, my eyes closed as I allowed my instincts and our bond to guide me.
I came to a stop harmoniously with the chanting and harmonies , opening my eyes looking into those eyes that were always facing my way. The ceremonial bowl separated us, elder Marcus chanting once again as he held my arm, before fear could invade me he sliced it open, I bite on my lip hard in pain watching my blood drip into the bowl, my mate's joined mine then slowly held my bleeding one into his our blood mixing before our cut healed. Elder Marcus tied our hands in a red ribbon as he continued chanting.
My breathing came out fast and sharp as the link to every member of the pack, my pack, connected with me. This was different, very different from our mating bond, this felt overwhelming, like my head was suddenly heavy. Elijah's hand squeezed mine, I could feel him invade my mind helping me control the links hushing the noise in my head, I could breath again, this time a smile tugging on my lips as the noise turned to actual voices, voices I recognized, voices of my pack, encouraging me, welcoming me as their Luna, voices of happy grateful werewolves. I didn't even realize I was sending waves of serenity through my new Luna link , until the silence wasn't only in mind but also stretching throughout the field of werewolves and projectile serenity from my mate through our personal bond.
Wide-eyed, I quickly closed the newly formed link, blushing furiously.
Warm hands held my face ,lifting it to face my grinning mate, his lips descending on my forehead.
"My Luna. "