Alora’s POV

The day for my mating ceremony had finally come.

There was an array of gowns with colorful patterns to choose from. I struggled with making a decision until my eyes caught one.

It was a purple-colored plain lace gown that accentuated my figure and complimented the color of my skin. The gown shimmered under the soft light, purple threaded with silver that only I could bear against my skin.

There were also different displays of jewelry, but the silver necklace with hoop earrings was ...