“Aren’t you ready?” Alston called out for the umpteenth time.After proposing to Arya and alerting the whole pack about it. Arya had begged him to release the elders since they didn’t know anything about it but not after giving them an earful of instructions. The priestess that were involved in mapping out her mothers death were demoted, stripping them off their titles and making them ordinary maids of the pack while the others were also released.Mrs jenkins and mr jenkins moved back to the human world. Mrs Jenkins was never a fan of being confined to a single pack, and so left immediately after giving Alston a handful of instructions.Alston wanted to take Arya through the pack, show her every nook and cranny of it and yet she was taking the whole day to dress up, or the maids were doing so.“I’m done.” He heard her say as he turned his back to look at her.His eyes roamed her body, his wolf growling underneath him as he begged to rip that dress off her. Even though he proposed and