#Chapter 250 - Mating Ceremony

Ella If I thought the dress my devious friends designed behind my back was stunning on the hanger, it’s nothing compared to the way it looks on me. I’ve never seen anything like it. The pearlescent fabric hugs my curves, the neckline plunging between my breasts and thin straps leaving my back and sides almost completely bare. The skirt billows out into a cascade of shimmering chiffon, with a modest train that flows behind me as I walk. Of course, my threat to ruin my makeup with tears is soon fulfilled as my eyes well and I reach for Cora and Isabel, babbling thank yous and declarations of love for them both. Then placate me for a few minutes, before my sister puts her foot down. “Enough.” Cora says after my third outpouring of thanks, “let’s not waste all this beauty on us. Your mate is waiting.” My heart is pounding as we leave the suite, and I caress my belly in wonderment. Your Daddy has done it again, I tell my tiny pup. You make sure to pay close attention to his romantic in