Mated by Mistake novel Chapter 8

Rosalie rushed out of the Alpha's suite with a hammering heart. She looked down at her feet, tears were starting to pool in her eyes. She shook her head to dispel the treacherous tears and hurried towards the circle. The crowd and the excitement would make her feel better. It was midnight, and the ceremony was about to start. Rosalie ran towards the circle to claim her position. The mating ceremony was usually not conducted for lower-rank wolves. It was done only for Alphas and a few other high-ranking wolves. When we say mating, it means mating. The couple would mate and bite each other in the presence of witnesses, the pack, the elders, and the Holy Moon. Nudity or public sex was not a problem for them. They were part animals. However, they did not go around prancing naked all the time. It is just that wolves had a higher tolerance for these things compared to humans. By midnight, the atmosphere grew more intense and heated. Rosalie reached the group of unmated betas and found Melissa. She did not look happy.

"What happened to you?" Rosalie asked Melissa.

"I hate her," Melissa whispered under her breath.

"Who?"

"Grace, of course! I had the misfortune of being one of her 'hand maidens' for dressing her up. She is so full of herself," Melissa grumbled.

"That's charming, Chris would be thrilled!" Rosalie said sarcastically. She did not care.

"You didn't realize that she was going to be our Luna, which means we could be chosen as her stand-in betas! Do you know what it means? She can order us around. Trust me, you won't like that."

Damm! Rosalie had not thought of that possibility. When Grace became the new Luna, she would require a backup of female betas. There were not many young female betas among the senior ranks. There was a high probability that Rosalie would end up serving Grace. She wrinkled her nose at the thought. How would she work for Grace? What if her wolf lost control and challenged Grace? The prospect was not very heartening.

"Shhh, the ceremony is about to start, let’s take our position," Rosalie whispered to Melissa.

The pack was assembled around the circle. There was a raised flat boulder in the middle for the mating, like a stage. The unmated betas stood around that stage. The rest of the pack stood around them. After the Alpha's ceremony, all the mated wolves would follow them into the forest for the pack run. They formed the core witnesses to this union. Rosalie kept her eyes low, refusing to look at Chris and Grace as they walked towards the platform. Both were dressed in ceremonial gold robes. Rosalie did not meet his eyes when Chris looked at her.

They climbed on the stage, and it was then Rosalie looked at them as a couple. Grace was looking more beautiful than she remembered. Her golden hair fell to her waist like a waterfall. A wreath of seasonal flowers adorned her head like a crown. Her golden robe shimmered around her curves as she moved. She was not wearing anything under it, just like Chris. She looked like a fairy princess. Rosalie stamped her pang of jealousy and looked straight.