I surely managed to give her puppy eyes. "Alright, my lady, but if his majesty finds out..."
"He won't," I assured her.
"If you say so... well, at the wedding ceremony, the werewolves bite on each other's skins and drink a bit of their blood. It's called marking. It means that you belong to each other."
"Like both the male and the female bite into each other's skins?"
"Yeah, they do, my lady."
"No, my lady. You don't have to do that. Only his majesty will do it. And besides, only the Alpha has the right to choose his own mate.
He can choose a human if he wants to. That's why for the marking process, the Alpha doesn't need to be marked.
The moment he bites into his chosen one's skin, just like the way she becomes his, he becomes hers as well. They become connected from blood to blood and soul to soul.
Until one of them dies, the other one cannot get another mate. Werewolves' wedding ceremony does not take long.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!