It's the morning of the ceremonies. Everyone has been running around getting things ready for tonight, my shifting ceremony, and Shylar and I’s mating ceremony.
We are going to get both done at the same time. Mrs. Prince and Brooke are making sure everything look perfect.
They don't want me to help with anything saying it's my day and I should worry about relaxing and getting ready like I'm a queen.
And even though they weren't too happy about it I told them I'm not going to sit back and do nothing while my pack runs around when I have two working hands that can help.
There are people everywhere, groups of people setting up chairs, hanging lights, putting tables together, and decorating. I watch as a little girl about nine years old runs to her mom and helps hang a garland of flowe
