Chapter Eighty
A woman’s intuition is never wrong.
Mint Hearst’s Point of View
“And that is because you wanted it?”
My lips flutter a soft laugh, nodding my head at Reed while we walked to the path of the packhouse. Leighton had arranged some pack members to help us plan for the ceremony. I was clear upon telling them that we will be hosting one when our child is already old enough to walk in the aisle. Weddings are not really a requirement in the werewolf realm.
All Leighton wanted to have is a public document of our union.
I know that he just wanted me to have a piece that states that I am part of a family.
Not only does this ceremony seal our union, but it will officially bind me in the pack. It was already expected from the second that my mate had forced a mark on me, but t
