Delaney

The next morning rolled in slowly, the mood in the air charged with celebrations. Maribel finished the final touches on my hair, holding it with bobby pins, leaving some curled strands falling on the side of my face. Nyra did the makeup, just light and natural. By the time we were done getting ready, the alpha kings had mind-linked me multiple times, asking how far we were. They had to leave earlier to make sure everything was going as planned and to welcome the people.

"The alpha kings won't be able to take their eyes off you, my child," Maribel praised, holding my hand as we walked down the...