Siran and Leoxi met them at the entrance. Even though the beta's face showed no disturbance, his fist-like hands and slightly furrowed brow hinted to Hades that he would punch him in the middle of the nose if he got at the proper distance. This was the trust they had in each other. -Sara- he indicated with his head to the wolf and let her work her magic, calming her husband. -Brother- Leoxi hugged him with a pat on the back -Future queen- made a slight inclination of the head and turned his attention to his twin to yell at him -Can I know what's wrong with you? We almost pulled our hairs trying to contain this beta who could not be spoken to because he was so tense from so much paperwork. Do not disappear like that again, at least say where you are going- Hades smirked, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly. He, his beta, and his parents were the only ones who could speak to him in that tone and not flinch. -I missed you too-

Hades had to admit that if there was something he hated about his pack it was that almost unfounded tradition by the founder of the pack that all those wolves who were to be queens had to have a high tolerance for alcohol so as not to ridicule their alpha in some special meeting. And its members had taken it to heart with each of the few queens that had been throughout its history.  One of the best had been her mother. His father always said annoyingly that she could finish the pantry and remain lucid, so he always kept her under lock and key even though after having them she had not consumed another drop, at least not in front of them.  But now, his beloved wolves were subjecting that omega and future queen to that challenge that he had no idea how it would end and that he knew would be up to him to solve it. Later he would reprimand the promoters who had started this without his consent. The bustle grew louder as he went through it.

Highly strung. Maybe it was the right word for Hades.  Everyone who saw him thought he was fine, normal, his alpha as always, serious, elegant, beautiful, unattainable, immaculate, self-assured, kind, fair, but no one could imagine the chaos that was inside him. The reason. Their wedding would be tomorrow. Under the moon. I couldn't be happier about that fact. Despite having some problems to solve, everything was being re-wrapped with positive steps. In recent days, he had managed to stop Rodrigo from closing himself in his room and at least accompanying them at lunch and dinner without wanting to get up as soon as possible, he even accepted a caress on the head from his mother from time to time, from time to time.  For her part, things with Catalina did not get better or worse, she was at a complete stop. The girl did not give her arm to twist. She refused to apologize to Nebraska for taking her to such a dan

Nebraska looked in the mirror, her image and arguably looked beautiful. Thanks to the good diet of the last days, she had gained the necessary weight to be at an adequate weight, so her curves had returned. The dress Layan had given her caressed them pleasantly. A long piece of red fabric that was tied around the neck, exposing her slim back and snowy shoulders. Various silver lace blended with the dress's rich and detailed texture, making each movement appear to have a life of its own. It was simply beautiful. She turned to appreciate the slight trailing tail that ended in a full weave with different patterns. She smiled, pleased with her appearance. She loved the dress, Layan had shown off. She would only make sure to take it off when she was with Hades to prevent for him to break it. Sara had also been careful with her hair. After combing it and waving it, she divided it to one side, leaving it loose. Now that s

Hades seemed to smell his mate's discomfort as he took her hand and squeezed the slender fingers gently. At his side appeared his father, who with a smile began to remove his shirt. The rest of the pack copied it and then all turned into wolves. Nebraska was fixed on Saisen for a few seconds. Apparently most of his attributes had been taken from his mother because while Hades was a black wolf, his father's fur ranged from copper to brown. His stature was far above average, even Hades's, and the canine muscles were detailed above the shaggy cloak. -Aren't we going to transform too? - The omega's voice came out hesitant, to tell the truth and although she felt that her body was practically recovered, she was not sure of even converting; it had been a long time since she had tried, discounting when she had lost control. Her muscles had roared silently for days in the wake of the hasty transformation. He knew she should have practiced to