CHAPTER 246 The Gift

　　~ MACK ~

　　When Natalie and Cara finally reached us on the stage, I knew that there was an exchange with the officiant. Cara and Rig said something, but I didn’t hear it. I just took Natalie’s hands and pulled her up to stand in front of me.

　　I was aware of people speaking after that. The officiant—a wolf who’d been among the rebels, whose aunt was human, and had become ordained—spoke for a few minute about marriage and what it meant, but all I could think about was the deep pools of her eyes, that hollow in her throat that she’d offered me the night before last, and how my entire blood hummed with love and desire and—

　　There was a ripple of laughter. “Oh, what?” I asked. Someone had asked me something. Oh, right. “I do!”

　　Laughter and applause vibrated through the old, refurbished barn, and then people were on their feet and the guys were standing behind me and the girls behind Natalie, and a voice said, “You may kiss your bride.”