For most wolves, they would be overly excited on the day of their mating ceremony.
For me, I'd wished this day had never come. I dreaded waking up the morning of. I wanted nothing more than hide under the covers until all of this is over. Alas, I could not, as Emma bursted in and dragged me out of the bad.
I so hate her for this. I prayed that something would happen, something would prevent this coronation. I prayed that fate would take pity in me. But nothing happened.
I did nothing but scowl as I was forced into my coronation dress. Shoes made me feel as high as giraffe.
Then suddenly I remembered that out of everything I didn't prepared the vows. I have to do something, there's not much time left for the Luna ceremony to start, and I have no idea what I am going
