*4 Years Earlier*
Dakota’s POV
I was sitting in my suite when I noticed flickering lights near the front of the packhouse, curious. I get up off the couch and walked out of my suite to the edge of the lake where I have a clear view of the front of the packhouse. I see pack members gathered forming an isle all holding candles. It is beautiful, I don’t know what it is probably some full moon ritual they do here.
I suddenly see the doors open and my little mate walks out. She looks stunning in a white flowing dress. Her hair is down and the slight wave makes it look like her hair is dancing around her. Her face lights up at the sight before her. I feel myself frowning. Why does this feel different? I know she was saying something in the suite earlier, but I honestly wasn’t listening to he
