StaceyBy the time they finished with me, I was having a terrible headache. Every strand of my hair had been pinned into place so tightly it hurt but I couldn’t complain. The dress looked perfect, flowing effortlessly over my body. When I looked at myself, I saw a woman who looked like the lunas I had admired growing up. The women chatted about me, while staring like I was a piece of art.“Perfect,” one of them said and the others murmured in agreement. I rolled my eyes but kept quiet. If I spoke, I might say something explosive and I wasn’t in the mood for drama. The women came to my sides and guided me towards the door.“It’s time,” a woman with two dark braids said.They led me through the corridors of the pack house. We passed by several pack members. Despite the conditions surrounding our marriage, they all looked excited and dressed in their finest clothes as if this was going to be the wedding of the year or something. .As we approached the main hall, the sound of music becam
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