Chapter 48

Arya. My heart raced, as Tyler's fingers tightened around mine. His warm touch offered reassurance, a silent acknowledgment of the weight we both carried. The Elders stood in a somber circle, their faces betraying nothing of the decision they were about to impart and my stomach curled in anticipation. The leader of the Elders, a venerable figure with eyes that held the secrets of countless moons, stepped forward. His voice resonated through the stillness, demanding attention and silence among the pack. "As you all know, we gathered here to announce the verdict of the union between our Alpha, Tyler Lockhart, and his Luna, Arya, daughter of the moon goddess." I felt Tyler's grip on my hand tighten incrementally, a silent exchange of nerves. The Elders began recounting the intricate process that had led them to this pivotal moment—the moonlit ceremonies, the sacred rituals, and the whispers of the wind that carried the spirits' guidance. My eyes remained locked on Tyler's, seeking sola