Medal Placement On Dress Blue Alphas Mga Nobela at Kwento

They were yet to start because they were waiting for the alpha and as the alpha walked, with two gammas helping him to the throne, Jared kept his eyes on him. The Luna was dressed ravishingly in a high-necked blue dress, with black threaded flowers knitted into the corset of the dress, which travelled upward across her chest as well as down the skirt midway to the knees. Both sides of her dress were pure white and a large portion of the dress trailed behind as she walked beside Alpha Lundamous, who despite his sickly appearance, was dressed in blue regalia. With the Alpha's arrival, the ceremony started and one of the elders who was given the position of the counsellor stepped forward, just

I ask. "Your old pack appears to be looking for you,” She says. "Well, I'm not surprised,” I comment, taking the notice and looking down at it. “Elseway they can’t claim me dead and appoint a new Alpha … This is funny,” Fire Moon looks confused. “What?” "This…,” I point to the drawing of me, which is situated underneath a headline reading: MISSING Alpha, “Our Beta drew this.” “Your beta?” She asks. Cana growls angrily.

The next morning we cleaned each other in the shower, and I gave him a blow job, and he returned it before we went to the meeting with me wearing his clothes that seemed to fit to loosely because he was more muscular than I The other alphas were already waiting for us and it made me blush red because they all probably knew what happened yesterday, and Adam was lucky to have dark skin because even if he blushed his skin hid it well, so, we just went to our sit and the meeting begun

“You okay?” “What happened?” Tessa asked, scanning my face. “You look like you saw a ghost...” I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. Because they were here. Somewhere behind me. Watching me. Their scent still tangled in my bloodstream like a drug. I felt like prey in a room full of predators — and the three most dangerous ones were the very Alphas this night was meant to celebrate. And fate just told me they were mine. Moon Goddess why? The air in the ballroom turned heavy the second the coronation began. Conversations dulled into hushed whispers as the lights dimmed, a spotlight falling on the elevated platform where the Alpha family stood.

“Joseph, what are you doing here?” “I was discussing some matters with the elders.” “Are you trying to gain their support so you can overthrow me?” The elders looked at each other in alarm but no one said a word. My father stood up and faced me. “I’m the former alpha, and I have a right to be here.” “You betrayed the pack and I will not stand by and watch you try to destroy it again.”

he was watching over the wolf for me. "Whose side are you on?" I muttered, stroking his fluffy head. His tail thumped lazily, answering nothing while I looked at the wolf who was administered another dose of sedative after much thought. The clock ticked past two a.m. My hands still shook faintly from having to load his weight on the trolley again, though the stitches had held, the bandages tight.

POV: Rasheed I must say I have never seen anyone any more beautiful than Gianna. She is on the stage and has just been given her rightful Alpha title. Her beautiful gown is royal blue, of course her pack colors, with tons of crystals draping over it. It is a ballroom type of dress, and it looks tasteful and proper for an Alpha ceremony. I love how she covers her body with the cape. As if saying, ‘I am conservative woman and not just any man should see my body’. Absolutely stunning.

“I don’t want the whole pack thinking I’m trying to seduce their Alpha.” He gave me a look. “You are trying to seduce their Alpha.” My cheeks warmed. “That’s not the point.” He stepped inside, hands now in his pockets as he looked between the two dresses. “Wear the red.” “Of course you’d say that,” I muttered. “You want me to be half-dressed just so you can glare at any male who looks at me.” “Exactly,” he said shamelessly. “It’s part of the Alpha perks package.”

I looked at the dresses that were hanging from the canopy of my four-poster bed in clear garment bags. I touched the bag that held the elaborate garment I was meant to wear. It was a soft baby-blue gown with long sleeves made of sheer blue fabric, and the entire dress had tiny, embroidered silver and turquoise stars with pearls in their centers, making them look like little flowers. It was a beautiful dress, styled in the official colors of the pack of Poldesse–blue, turquoise, and silver. Tonight, I would be crowned Luna of Poldesse. And I felt nothing but anxiety about the fact that nearly every Alpha and Beta of the pack lands would be in attendance.

Layla’s POV The Alpha Council hall was packed beyond capacity. Pack leaders from every territory had traveled here for Samuel’s inauguration ceremony, filling the tiered seating that rose toward the vaulted ceiling. The formal dress requirements meant everyone looked their absolute best. Some wore traditional ceremonial robes in their pack colors—deep forest greens, rich burgundies, and royal blues. Others had chosen military dress uniforms with polished brass buttons and medals earned in border conflicts. The older Alphas sat in the front rows, their faces serious as they waited for the proceedings to begin. Younger pack leaders occupied the middle sections, some fidgeting with nervousness