Chapter 94: Marking you
On her way to the ceremony, Belle found herself constantly adjusting her gown, it thin fabric barely covering her arms as she walked. She recalled her first mating ceremony; she had been so shy that Quinn had ordered the maids to dress her in a proper gown, disregarding tradition for her comfort. At the time, she had been against his decision, but now, as she followed the customs, she realized just how grateful she had been for his consideration back then.
The fabric was thin, exposing her arms, and beneath it, she wore only a bra and undergarment, making her feel even more vulnerable. The air was cold, and once she arrived at the garden, the chill would be even worse, her gown was far too light to offer any protection. But it did not matter. A mating ceremony never lasted long, once the mates had bonded, they could take their leave. Though, leaving would mean they were expected to complete the mating that very night.
"We are here!" The maid announced, pulling Belle from her thoughts.
Lifting her gaze, her heart pounded as she took in the gathered crowd, men dressed only in trousers, and women clad in sheer, revealing gowns much like hers, some even more so.
She had nearly forgotten the customs of a mating ceremony until now. A memory surfaced, one she had overlooked. There would be a part where she would have to seek out her mate among the honry male werewolves while blindfolded. The first time, it had not been that difficult, as she and Quinn had shared a bond. But now? There was no pull toward Hezekiah. No connection.
"Make way for the future Queen of this kingdom."
The announcer’s voice rang out, silencing the crowd as all eyes turned toward Belle.
"Take off your shoes, my lady," the maid beside her instructed. The moment her feet were bare, her shoes were whisked away.
Drawing in a deep breath, Belle stepped forward onto the ceremonial path, its stones stained with blood from past rituals. Slowly, she made her way toward Hezekiah.