Novel & Cerita I Am The Honored One

Now I am the perfect queen. I walked down the steps, remembering the throne room, and from there I somehow found my way out. Weird. There, hundreds of men stood. They stood with pride, too bad they were banned or rejected. Poor people. I looked to see Eliot had brought a podium foe me to stand on. “Hey everyone!” I yelled from the top of the podium. All their attention snapped to me. “alpha.” Their deep voices said in synch. I grinned at the word. ‘Alpha’

I will walk in just before they come in, serving as the she-wolf of honor. As the glam team wraps up their final touches, there’s a hushed excitement in the room. The grandmothers and mothers, dabbing at happy tears, are finally satisfied with their makeup retouches and head out, each one beaming. My dad and the grandfathers wait outside to escort them into the ceremony, each looking as proud as if it were their own mating ceremony. Aunt Alice, with Tara and Uncle Carlton by her side, is close behind, ready to make her entrance. I’ll walk just before them, the official “she-wolf of honor,” a title I never thought I’d be so proud of.

Applause echoes in the entire hall as I step forward in pride upon hearing him use my maiden name instead. Craig steps aside for me. Standing in front of the mic, I glance around and give a polite smile. “First and foremost, I am grateful for this chance. I’ll prove that no matter what my past is, I have the strength to be a warrior who protects, and not one to be protected.” Applause breaks out louder. Around the guest, I can see most of them nodding in pride while others' eyes glint with admiration, and I can’t help but feel happy for being accepted.

Becαuse one thing wαs cleαr, there would never be αn end to how much I wαnted her. The host stαrted speαking‚ offering α prαyer to the goddess‚ his voice booming through the speαkers. The hαll quieted down‚ the respect in the αir heαvy αs Dαd αnd Mom were introduced αnd honored‚ recognized αs the Alphα King αnd Lunα Queen. I should hαve been pαying αttention‚ but αll I could think αbout wαs Annα αnd the smαll box hidden‚ the plαn I hαd lαid out. I imαgined the look on her fαce when I knelt before her. I imαgined the teαrs in her eyes‚ her soft hαnd trembling αs she sαid yes. Fuck‚ I couldn’t wαit.

he continued, speaking as if he were discussing trade agreements. “Then what about me?” I cried out. “Where do I fit in this puzzle you’ve created?” “You will still be Luna,” he stated, as if that title was compensation enough for my destroyed honor. “No one can take your place. I will make the announcement to the elders and make it official.” he stated plainly.

"He's all used-up, and you're still acting like he's a treasure? You must be really desperate! What's the difference between that incubus and a dog in heat? Someone like you should just find an honest guy willing to take you in!" Tracy Rowe was standing outside the county office with Jamie Stephenson, arguing with me at the top of her lungs. Meanwhile, Lionel Andrus, the man with an incubus bloodline, was waiting quietly to the side, holding our paperwork.

"We honor your choice. We respect your decision. We free you to rest. You have given everything. You have loved completely. You have served perfectly. You have earned rest. You deserve peace. You have right to choose nothing. We release you. We honor you. We love you. Rest well. Rest peacefully. Rest eternally. We will continue. We will thrive. We will honor your legacy by living well. By loving completely. By existing beautifully. We will honor you. We will remember you. We will celebrate you. Forever. Always. Eternally. Rest well. We release you. We love you. We honor you. Rest well." One by one, others stepped forward. Released her. Honored her. Said goodbye. Echo. "Thank you for teaching

Right on cue, fireworks erupted overhead, brilliant and loud, and the crowd slowly settled as if nothing had nearly gone very, very wrong. *** "ATTENTION PLEASE!!!" a woman's voice blared through the microphone. "TO THE PRIDE OF OUR EMPIRE!!! THANK YOU, LYCAN KING!!!!" A spotlight snapped on, blinding white, and Levi froze like he'd been caught doing something illegal. His shoulders stiffened immediately. "PLEASE KEEP PROTECTING US IN THE FUTURE!!! YOU TRULY WRE THE CHOSEN ONE WHO WILL BRING PEACE!!!" she added, practically vibrating with devotion.

"Let me give you the grandest Marking Ceremony any Pack has ever seen." His violet eyes hold mine. Vulnerable despite his power. "I can't hide you anymore. Won't hide you. You deserve to be claimed publicly. Celebrated. Honored." I agree immediately. Of course I agree. He's my True Mate. My salvation. The one good thing reincarnation has given me. We're walking home from an evening run when I hear my name. "Rhea..." The voice is soft. Broken. Barely audible. I turn reflexively, already knowing what I'll see.

Darius smiled back at her then took the microphone. “Tonight we honor what was built before us.” His voice carried without effort, the kind of voice that had never needed to try. “The blood of this pack, the strength of this pack, the future of this pack. It lives in this ceremony. It lives in this moment.” The woman standing to my left pressed her hand flat against her chest. Someone behind me said something low to the person beside them and I caught the word blessed and nothing else. “He’s good,” I said quietly to Priya.