Wolf Bond

The moment I step outside the packhouse, Luca and Gavin are by my side. Their posture is rigid while their eyes vigilant as they take in the surroundings.

I discreetly sniff the air, to find foreign scent among the familiar pack members scent. It is evident there are other people present here other than our own pack members, that’s why Gavin and Luca are so tensed.

A moment later Jenna walks towards me, even her eyes scanning the area to find if there is any threat, while Wyatt follows her a little behind. His eyes are also sharp and alert.

“You are looking beautiful, Ivory.” Wyatt takes my hand and presses a quick kiss at the back of my hand.

“Thank you.” I give him a polite smile.

“Ivory, some of the neighboring packs are also present here to attend your Luna ceremony.” Wyatt’s face turns serious, “So, I don’t want you to go anywhere alone, always take one of us with you if you want to go anywhere. I don’t trust anyone here other than our people.” His face hardens, as he eyes everyone generally as if he is trying to spot any threat.

Wyatt is extremely serious when it comes to pack’s safety and after they have been attacked he is more alert than usual.

“Okay, so now let us go to the pack ground where everyone is waiting for the Luna.” He smiles and motions me to follow him.

“Isn’t he looks hot when he is in his gamma mode, you know, serious and all?” Jenna whispers loudly, obviously, it was meant to be heard by Wyatt.

Wyatt turns around and throws a wink in Jenna’s direction, which makes her laugh.

However, the moment we step into the pack ground she turns serious as everyone’s eyes are now on us. especially on me. It does feel uncomfortable when everyone is staring at you, but you can't let them know this as then it will make everyone think that you are weak.

Lifting my chin up, and squaring my shoulders back, I meet everyone’s gaze confidently. Fire comes forward in my mind showing everyone our dominance as we head, to the front of the ground, towards the stone platform.

My wolf is a proud one and doesn’t hesitate to show her authority. She really helps me in feeling confident.

On the platform, I notice along with Arthur there are three other wolves too among which Ophelia is also present. It is obvious they are the other elders because of the power coming from them. Ophelia softly smiles at me when I look at her. Then my eyes travel to three wolves whose face is not giving away anything. There is no harshness on their faces, but then the warmth is also missing from their eyes.

Finally, my eyes land on Donovon whose gaze is already on me. All my nerves settle down just by looking at him, feeling like I have found someone mine in the crowd of strangers.

He is only wearing white pants, but his upper body is fully on display to everyone to see. My eyes slowly take in his appearance as sudden possessiveness flares inside me. But then my gaze went to my mark on his neck and my irritation simmers down, as everyone can see he is mine.

Mine.

When I reach near him, he takes my hand and gently pulls me towards him. A soft smile gracing his lips, making him look even more handsome.

I respectfully nod at the elders, as I stand beside Donovon, facing everyone. Donovon squeezes my hand once then steps forward. I can feel he is as much excited about this as much as I am.

In a few moments, I will officially be a part of Silvercreek pack.

"I thank everyone on behalf of my pack for coming here and being a part of this important occasion." Donovon's voice booms and silence falls on everyone, "I especially extend gratitude to our elders who graced us with their honorable presence." He turns his head towards the elders.

"I, Alpha Whitmore, would like you to meet my mate, Ivory Kellar." He extends his hand in my direction and nods his head motioning me to come forward.

Placing my hand in his, I walk towards him as he returns to face the crowd.

"I couldn't have been blessed with a better mate than Ivory. And I have complete faith in her, that apart from being a wonderful mate, she will prove to be a great Luna." He glances at me with a smile that is enough to stop my heart, "I can't wait to embark on this new journey of my life with her, as my mate and Luna."

"Alpha Whitmore." Donovon gestures towards his father as he comes to us carrying a golden chalice, crystal, and a knife.

Since he was an ex-Alpha on formal occasion he is still called with his title out of respect.

However, my heart starts to beat rapidly when my eyes shift to the knife. For some reason, the knife makes me uncomfortable. I glance at Ophelia to find her looking at me with a concerned gaze.

Someone has put a spell on the knife.

Fire growls lowly.

There might be two reasons, first, someone wants to harm me and Donovon or someone wants to bring my secret out.

"I will slice your palms then you will hold each others hand placing this crystal between your hands," Arthur instructs, "The blood, which will drop from your hands, will be gathered in this chalice which will be later scattered near all four borders of the pack."

"Bring your hand forward," Arthur asks Donovon, but before the blade can touch Donovon's hand I place my hand between the knife and his hand. As an idea forms in my mind hopefully which will work.

"I want you to cut my palm first." I glance at Arthur, hoping he will not deny my request because this is the only way that I can think of saving my secret and Donovon.

Magic will not work on me, but it will definitely affect on Donovon. And if I tell everyone there is a cast spelled on the knife, then there is a high chance of my secret coming out.

So, the only thing which comes to my mind is to let the knife cover in my blood which can work as a shield against the magic and will protect Donovon.

His eyebrows pinched together and I can see he is about to refuse, but before he can utter a word I grasp the blade tightly in my hand.

My vision blurs as black dots start to dances before my eyes. While a sharp burning sensation shoots throughout my body forcing me to clench my jaws together to stop myself from screaming.