I see that everyone is assembled, - Mark looks around at the crowd in the clearing. - Flock, I declare today a holiday. Your leader is getting married soon!

I hear joyful hooting, whispers discussing the news run through the crowd.

“And not on an ordinary she-wolf,” alpha draws mysteriously. - I met my true one, please accept it - Arina.

He pushes me out in front of him, the wolves freeze and sniff, bewilderment now showing on their faces. Still: their alpha decided to marry, in their opinion, an ordinary person - a misalliance, only they cannot openly object to either the leader or the notorious “truth”, and therefore,...