Sandra’s POVThree months later.In the grand temple of the Silver Moon pack, thousands of representatives from every pack were gathered.Today was my mating ceremony with Elias.This wasn't a union of politics or power. It was a union forged in fire, built on trust, and sealed with a love that had waited patiently in the wings.My mother is awake now, the last traces of the 'curse' purged by my bloodline's power. Liam's wounds are fully healed; not even a scar remains.I stood before the statue of the Moon Goddess in a pure white gown.Elias stood beside me in a formal black suit.There was no possessiveness in his eyes, no desire for conquest, only pure love and commitment."Sandra Moonridge," the shaman declared in the ancient ritual tongue, "do you take this man, Elias Blackridge, as your mate, your King, and your equal?""I do," my voice was clear and firm."Elias Blackridge, do you take this woman, Sandra Moonridge, as your mate, your Queen, and your partner, to stand by her sid
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