Chapter 87

The Ceremony Hall went still the moment she appeared.

Emily looked breathtaking.

The red dress clung to her like liquid fire under the moonlight. She looked dangerous. Royal.

“Mine.” Asher practically purred in the back of my mind. “Our Queen.”

Watching her walk toward me made my heart hammer against my ribs.

Thousands of wolves surrounded us tonight—Alphas, Elders, Priestesses. Every major pack had gathered beneath the full moon to witness this ceremony. To witness her and me.

None of them could look away. Good. Let them look. Let them understand exactly who was standing beside me.

Emily’s eyes lifted to mine as she approached the altar. For a second, the rest of the world just vanished. No packs, no politics, no crowns. Just her. My beautiful little wolf.

She stepped closer, and her scent hit me. As always, wonderful strawberries. It smelled like home.

Asher surged so hard inside me that I almost lo