Alpha's Regret
Zita’s eyes fluttered closed, her expression one of peace and joy as she accepted the mark, her body leaning into Chris’s as if finally, they were two halves of a whole.
The pack erupted in a howl, voices lifting to the sky as they celebrated this new union. The sound was powerful and resonant, an echo of unity, strength, and joy. It rippled through the field, reaching every corner of the land, a reminder that they were bound together, and that no one was ever alone.
Zita turned to Chris, her eyes shimmering as she whispered, “I am yours, always.”
Chris’s voice was equally tender as he replied, “And I am yours, Zita, forever.”