Everyone turned their attention to where the voice came from and gasped, Marcellus and Morgana also seeing the young man who had stood up and voiced his thoughts, his eyes were white, like they were dead or something. Morgana looked closely and recognized him.
“What are you doing? What are you doing here?”, She questioned loudly.
“I am here to end you of course, after what you did to me, the pain you made me go through and you want to be someone else’s and leave me? No Morgana that will never happen, it’s either me or no one else, you die”, the young man said in his hard voice.
“You know him?”, Marcellus asked her as Morgana turned to him and nodded, ” he was someone that fell in love with me over the years but I didn’t feel anything for him and I told him politely and he flamed up, he said he will come back for me and threatened me, I didn’t actually think he would do something like this so I didn’t take it to heart, I just felt like it was the pain or hurt he felt that was speaking but I guess that wasn’t the deal”.
Marcellus turned to the young man and said, his voice strong, “I suggest you take your leave, I don’t know how you got into this pack but the way you got in, use that way and get out, you have no business with my mate”.
The young man laughed angrily, “I’ll leave when I’m done with both of you”. Only the Moon Goddess knows what he has done to himself. And as the young man was about to attack, Marcellus used his magic of fire and set the man ablaze, then he used the wind to surround the man, he didn’t want the man’s ashes or whatever running any decorations and when the man was gone, the wind carried him away.
The pack members looked at their Alpha proudly, “served him right”, one of them muttered about the now dead man.
Marcellus turned and gave a smile to Morgana and she returned it, “shall we proceed?”.
Morgana replied, “yes we shall”. And the started the ceremony.
This bonding ceremony between a witch and a werewolf, Morgana and Marcellus is a sacred ritual that symbolizes the joining of two souls in a powerful bond that transcends all boundaries. As the proceeded, Morgana and Marcellus cut their palms and join their blood together, signifying their commitment to each other and their union.
Marcellus the alpha of his pack, a strong and powerful leader who had led his pack through many trials and tribulations. Morgana on the other hand, was his mate, a beautiful and powerful woman who had mastered the art of magic and was revered by her kind.
There, they stood facing each other, their eyes locked in a deep and profound gaze that spoke volumes of their love and devotion for each other.
Marcellus took out a small knife from his pocket and gently pricked his palm, allowing a small stream of blood to flow out. Morgana did the same, and as their blood dripped onto the ground, they clasped each other’s hands, their palms touching, and their fingers intertwining.
With a deep and powerful voice, Marcellus began the ceremony, “We stand here today to join our hearts and our souls in a bond that will never be broken. We pledge ourselves to each other, to love, cherish and protect each other for all eternity.”
Morgana then spoke, her voice soft yet commanding, “I stand here today, proud and honored to be the mate of this strong and powerful alpha. I pledge myself to him, to be his partner, his protector, and his equal. I vow to stand by his side through all trials and tribulations, to support and uplift him in times of need, and to be his rock when the world around us crumbles.”
With those words spoken, Marcellus and Morgana brought their palms together, their blood mingling and fusing into one, a powerful symbol of their bond. Marcellus then leaned in and gently kissed Morgana on the forehead, sealing their bond and solidifying their commitment to each other.
As the ceremony came to a close, the Luna, which is Morgana, stepped forward, her head held high and her eyes shining with pride. “I accept this bond, this joining of our souls, with all my heart,” she said. “I pledge myself to this pack, to be its protector, its nurturer, and its guide. I vow to uphold the traditions and values of this pack, to always put its needs above my own, and to lead with wisdom, strength, and compassion.”
The pack then let out a powerful howl, signifying their acceptance of the new Luna and their support for the union between the alpha and his mate. As the night fell and the stars twinkled above, Marcellus and Morgana walked hand in hand, their bond stronger than ever, and their love burning bright like a beacon in the darkness.
They headed outside with the pack members also, the night was not over yet, because they were going to have to dance.
As the pack members gathered around the couple, Alpha Marcellus led the way to the center of the clearing, where a fire was roaring and music was playing. The couple began to dance, their bodies moving in perfect harmony with each other, as if they were two parts of the same whole.
Luna Morgana moved with a grace and fluidity that was mesmerizing to watch, her movements infused with the power of magic. Alpha Marcellus on the other hand, moved with a raw and primal energy, his muscles rippling beneath his skin as he twirled and spun his mate around.
As the couple danced, the pack members joined in, forming a circle around them and swaying to the rhythm of the music. Some of the pack members danced with their mates, their bodies entwined in a sensual and intimate embrace, while others danced with their friends, laughing and joking as they moved to the beat.
The atmosphere was alive with the sounds of laughter, music, and the crackling of the fire, as the pack celebrated the union between their alpha and his mate. The night air was filled with the scent of pine and cedar, as well as the heady aroma of wolf pheromones, creating a potent mixture that added to the magic of the occasion.
As the night wore on, the dancing continued, with the pack members taking turns leading the dance and showing off their moves. The alpha and his mate watched from the sidelines, their eyes filled with love and pride for their pack, as they reveled in the joy and happiness that surrounded them.