Chapter 91. The Mating Ceremony

“You look beautiful Paris!” Mindy squealed.

Selma swiped the makeup brush across my cheeks again. I was a bundle of nerves but over the moon as well.

“Okay, that’s enough blush. I’m going to ruin it when I start crying.”

“No crying!” Selma warned.

How could I not cry? Marcel and I had come such a long way to get to this point. We had a son together and a beautiful home. The future was just so beautiful right now. The pack was gathered together to witness our union. I couldn’t believe I was getting married!

“Alright, ladies everyone’s waiting for us. You know how impatient the Alpha King is,” Olga said, rushing into the room.

She looked dashing in her floral dress.

“Are you ready Paris? Oh, you look so beautiful,” she smiled warmly.

I nodded, feeling my eyes water. “Yes, I’m ready. I guess I have to get out there before Marcel barges in here.”

“You’ll have your hands full with him for a long time,” Ol