Cayden

“Do I have to wear these ridiculous clothes?” I pull at the stupid tunic that is extremely comfortable, but I’d like to wear something to seem a bit more confident for my mate.

“It’s tradition, Alpha,” Jake answers, gesturing to the room at the end of the hallway. “Now, if you would kindly follow me, your Luna is already waiting.”

As we reach it, he scurries forward, putting his hand on the doorknob. "Are you ready?”

My heart squeezes in my chest, but I try to hide ...