The Pack's Nemesis (Quirin's Story) novel Chapter 49

Quirin

I watch as Kennerly walks out of the back of the packhorse. I have Kier and Henry standing on the stage with me. The pack will recommit their loyalty to me and Kier today while accepting Kennedy as their Luna, and Henry will preside over the ceremony which gives me the chance to just focus on how witterly gorgeous my mate is

Farrah went all out as I knew she would. The entire area looks perfect for my mare. There is some sort of gary gold material draped around the area that is covered with the artificial turf, making me everyone knows where it’s safe to walk There are twinkling lights and flowers draped everywhere giving the area a magical feel.

The green dress that Kennedy is wearing fits her perfectly, falling to her feet is a soft, flowing skirt. No skin–tight, short showy dresses for my mate. Nope, this dress is elegant and classy, just like she is

I growl a low, possessive growl as I watch her walk toward me. Her eyes never leave mine as her father guides her to the stage. When they get close, I walk over and extend my hand, taking hers and helping her up the stage

“Thank you. Alpha.” I say to Alpha Warren

Thank you, Alpha,” he says, emphasizing that he’s thanking me. I’m not sure why he’s thanking me. I haven’t done anything

I only let the exchange distract me for a moment, before I refocus on the woman in front of me. She’s about to bind herself to the in the last possible way that she can. I don’t know why I want her tied to me in every way possible. I guess there’s still a part of me that’s afraid of losing her. But tonight, she will accept her role as my mate, as a Luzna, and as a leader of this pack

I walk her to the center of the stage and tum, holding both of her hands in mine as Henry steps up beside and between us.

“Welcome pack members, family, and guests” Henry begins.

I can’t take my eyes off of Kennedy. Her eyes, usually a grayer color, are the exact color of the–dress, as if her eyes felt the need to blend perfectly. Her hair is in an elegant bun at the nape of her neck, but there are pieces of her hair that are down. giving it a softer look. There’s baby’s breath in an arc at the top of the bun. The only reason I know it’s baby’s breath is because it is, quite possibly, the stupidest name I’ve ever heard for a flower. However, while it may have a dumb name, it adds a perfect touch to my mate.

I watch as Kennedy begins smiling at me. Her lips are twitching as if she’s trying to keep from laughing. I frown until I hear Henry saying my name as if he’s been trying to get my attention.

“What?” I ask him.

“I need your hand so I can slice your palm. Do you think you can let go of our mate long enough for me to get your blood in the cup?” he asks, raising an eyebrow at me.

I hear the snickering from the pack members and probably Kennedy’s siblings. I give Henry a look and reluctantly pull my hand away from Kennedy’s, before returning my gaze to hers.

“Do you, Alpha Quirin, accept Kennedy Hill as your mate and Luna? Do you agree to place her above all others, letting her lead at your side?” Henry says.

“I do”

He slices my hand and tilts it, letting it drip in the cup, but I still don’t take my eyes off Kennedy.

“Do you, Alpha Kennedy, accept Alpha Warren as your mate and Alpha. Do you agree to place him above all others and lead at his side as the Luna of this pack?”

“I do,” she says and this time when her lips quiver, it’s because of the emotion behind her words.

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Henry hands her the goblet and I watch as she sips my blood, feeling the bond between us strengthening. I can feel the heat of my possessiveness, my need to show everyone here that she’s mine, so I lean in, taking her mouth in a dominant, possessive kiss.

“Uh, Quirin, there’s more to the ceremony. Perhaps you can wait to finish this later. After the party. In private. Henry says drolly.

Kennedy gasps, obviously having forgotten that we’re in front of not only our pack, but her entire family as well.

“Yes, let’s continue,” I say, pulling back just enough that I can still nuzzle her nose with mine, but our lips are no longer touching.

“I’ll need your hand again, Quirin.” Henry says softly enough that only those of us on the stage can hear. I give him my hand, not moving away from Kennedy.

He slices it again, letting it drip in the cup, before asking Kennedy for hers. I know the moment he slices her palm. She hisses softly and I smell her blood. As soon as Henry releases her hand, I pull it to my mouth and lick the wound closed.

“Did you want me to accept our Luna, Alpha, or are you just going to stare at her all night?” Kier asks.

“We can do both,” I say, pulling away just enough for Kier to come forward and accept Kennedy as his Luna. After that. I’m forced to step back, but I don’t release her hand as one by one, the pack comes forward to accept her as their Luna.