Nala
At three in the afternoon, Elder Elisabeth approached me with a kind smile and told me it was time. My heart raced in anticipation. After the ceremony, there would be a reception before we retired for the night.
I had heard rumours that wedding nights were often a myth—that couples were too exhausted by the time they made it to their room. I wondered if that would be true for Xander and me. Knowing the passion between us, I doubted it, but I supposed I would find out soon enough.
I was led into the garden where the ceremony would take place. The garden was beautifully decorated, and there were more people in attendance than I had imagined. Residents of Bloodhound, as well as many others, had gathered to witness the occasion.
The atmosphere was joyous, and I could feel the energy
