Voren's gaze never wavered from hers, the silver moonlight casting a sacred glow across his strong features.
There was no teasing smile now, no playful remarks, just pure sincerity and unwavering certainty. Seraphine felt her heart swell with a powerful wave of emotion that nearly stole her breath.
Without hesitation, she nodded. "I do." Her voice trembled with feeling as she looked straight into his eyes. "I agree to become a member of the Grimroot Pack, its future Luna, its protector and defender, and to cherish every blessing that comes with it."
The smile that spread across Voren's face was radiant. Relief, deep happiness, and fierce pride all flashing through his eyes at once. Slowly, his claws extended from his fingertips.
Seraphine watched in quiet fascination as one sharp claw pierced the center of his palm. Crimson drops welled up, and he lowered his hand toward the ancient rocks beneath them, letting the blood fall onto the stone.
