Alpha
Kael wore ceremonial black, his chest bare, tattoos pulsing with heat.
The Elders sat in a half-circle, silent and watchful.
“Do you, Kael Stormborn, claim Luna of House Elara, not just as mate, but as Alpha equal—body, soul, and blood?”
“I do,” Kael said, voice echoing like thunder.
“And do you, Luna Elara, accept Kael not just as mate, but as your Alpha, your flame, and your final tether?”
“I do,” Luna replied, her voice sure, unwavering.
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