Chapter 73

Cirilla's Point Of View

There was a large crowd gathered around in front of the Packhouse. I stood beside Lyra, slightly feeling ridiculous in the mid-length flowery dress Lyra made me wear.

Although it was better than her first and second choice of outfit for me, still, this wasn't my style. I hadn't even realized she had secretly added these to the clothes we bought some days ago when we went shopping.

I glanced around at the large crowd that was around. I never knew this many people were living in the pack, and villages at the North borders of the pack.

My gaze focused on Asher in the darkness standing at a distance in front of the crowd. Beside him was his Beta, Stefan, and on the other side was Wren. They were surrounded by the pack's elders as the ceremony started.

Even under the moonlight sky, I could feel his burning gaze on me throughout the ceremony. At every word he said, every vow he made to the pack, his gaze never left