Sebastian led her all the way up to Deucalion. Once they stopped, Sebastian dropped her hand and bowed low. Allison wasn't sure if she was supposed to copy him, but she didn't get the chance to try. Deucalion put the back of his hand under her palm to bring her the rest of the way to stand before Eight wolves. The four females she knew. The four males were strangers. The elders were all clad in the same shade of grey as Sebastian, but in long flowing robes.
Just like at human wedding, Deucalion faced Allison standing in front of them. "You're lovely tonight, Allison."
"Thank you," she whispered. "Not so bad yourself, your highness."
It was clear he stifled a smile. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Gina do the same.
What looked like the eldest of the elder males stepped forward. He
