Chapter 30

Scarlett’s POV

I shook my head and stretched my hands. “Absolutely not!”

Astra didn’t even spare me a glance, she busied herself with mixing some liquid in a glass bowl. “It is tradition Scarlett.”

“Are you kidding me right now? What sort of tradition requires a grown woman to be bathed by strangers?” My voice sounded rigid, like it was being forced out. I cleared my throat, soothing it with a gulp of saliva.

“It is an honor for the chosen women to prep you, to pamper you for the mating ceremony,” Astra dismissed in a flat tone, covering the bowl with the sweet scented mixture of what seemed like herbs.

“But I can wash myself, I won’t allow this!” I stubbornly insisted, exiting the bathroom with my head held high. Astra was quick to follow in a chuckle, directing me towards the balcony.

“The previous alpha mates of this pack went through the same process. A mating ceremony is the most vital celebration in this pack,” Astra explained.

“It bir