Chapter 242

Sanura gave a step back in shock, “I did not expect you to be such a large wolf!” she exclaimed at the size of the wolf in front of her.

Prince Deacon stepped forward and put his teeth around her collarbone before biting her making her gasp in pain. Prince Deacon shifted back into his human form, “That should do it.”

Sanura saw the bloody mess on her dress and took one of her thicker Egyptian shawls and wrapped it around her neck, “I will just remove it afterward.”

“Are all of you this smart?” Prince Deacon asked, admiring her brains while putting on his clothes.

“Smart yes, witty, not so much,” Sanura insulted her former sister wives.

Prince Deacon held out his hand to her, “Wife.”

“Husband,” she smiled, taking his hand.

***

“You are late,” his father scolds.

“Fashionably late,” Prince Deacon mocked.

“Shall we begin?” the pack Shaman asked.

The four couples and Panya gathered closer to the shaman.

“Only the woman is needed,” he signaled the men to stand aside.

The shaman