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Seina (see - Ann - a ) Black is a 17-year-old werewolf. After 10 years of abuse; starting when she was 7 years because she shifted early and didn't look like a normal wolf.
Seina was a pure black w...
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Seina
"That dress is beautiful on you." Sylvia said, she had just come back from the trip she had taken with Lucifer.
She had wanted to get to know him, not in his world right away but in a world she had loved forever. When she came back she excitedly told me that she wanted to join my pack, Lucifer had decided that they'd split time from the earthly realm and his realm—once he figured out if she was safe down there.
"It's the dress, I can't believe after the pack ceremony today—I will be married." I said with tears in my eyes.
"I'm excited, Hades has slowly started acting like himself again." She said, I looked at her and smiled but my chest ached.
"I know, it's absolutely amazing—I'm not pushing it." I said, looking into the mirror and closing my eyes.
"Are you okay?" Sylvia asked, I sighed and smiled.
"Yes, I have so much to do today." I said, Sylvia gave me a look but I waved her off—I didn't want to talk about it.
"Seina! The Tagore's are here!" Palton said, I smiled excitedly.
They had traveled so far to get here, originally they had been looking to join Mason's pack but he didn't have the space for them yet—I had loaned him funds to make additions to his pack. I hated seeing him so distraught when some of his pack members were stuck with newly mated couples or didn't have their own space and not all of them wanted to switch packs.
"Okay! Let me get changed!" I said, Sylvia helped me out of my outfit—she waved me off.
Yes Sylvia owns this wedding shop, when she came to tell me she had wanted to open a shop for wedding gowns I was shocked. No more as shocked I was when I found out she could design wedding gowns and god they were absolutely beautiful. She also had a small extension for normal dresses, formal to everyday—it had been extremely popular amongst the newly mated females who had wanted to get married.
"Have a good day sis!" Sylvia said, I smiled at her and waved goodbye.
We headed to the gate, a very old car stood making a very loud sound before the man sighed and turned it off. He looked stressed, he looked lost—I could understand him. A man of great stature as a warrior, going pack to pack and never finding his standing because he wanted his children to be happy. His wife looked tired, her dark circles and crying eyes told me of their long journey and their desire to feel at home.
