Edmond and I stood at the back of the grand ballroom in the magnificent castle, basking in the joyous atmosphere as Harmony and Rich swirled gracefully at the center of the dancing crowd. Harmony's radiance was mesmerizing as she twirled with elegance and grace. 

Her gown, a masterpiece of design, was a symphony of delicate lace, flowing fabrics, and ethereal beauty, making her look like an enchanting princess from a fairytale.

The bodice of the gown was a work of art, handcrafted with intricate lace appliqués that adorned the sweetheart neckline, gracefully caressing Harmony's collarbones and shoulders. The lace seemed to bloom like delicate flowers, their petals trailing down the bodice in a captivating pattern. The lacework continued down the back, creating an illusion of delicate vines that encased the bride in an enchanting embrace.

The gown's sheer long sleeves were a delight, adorned with delicate lace that cascaded like waterfalls over her slender arms, exuding an air of timeless elegance. The lace motifs continued down the arms, creating an illusion of delicate gloves, adding a touch of sophistication and regality to the ensemble.

The waistline of the gown was adorned with a glistening beaded belt, cinching the waist and adding a subtle touch of sparkle to the ethereal creation. The belt seamlessly transitioned into a flowing train of blush-pink tulle that billowed gently behind her, like a rosy-hued cloud following her every step.

The skirt of the gown was a vision of dreamy romance, cascading down from the waist in layers of soft, flowing fabric that seemed to dance with every movement. The outermost layer was a delicate blush-pink chiffon, light as a feather and sheer as a whisper, allowing glimpses of the intricate lace underneath. As Harmony moved, the chiffon swirled and swayed, creating a mesmerizing spectacle of elegance and grace.

Beneath the chiffon, layers of pale pink tulle added volume and depth to the skirt, giving it a soft, dreamlike quality. The tulle glowed with a gentle luminescence as it caught the last rays of the setting sun, creating an ethereal aura that surrounded the bride, casting her in a warm, romantic glow.

With each step she took, the gown seemed to come alive, as if animated by the very magic of the sunset itself. The lace motifs danced, the tulle floated, and the beaded belt sparkled like a thousand stars in the evening sky. 

"You look beautiful," Edmond whispered in my ear.

"Thank you," I smiled at him.

"Mother did an amazing job find you and Harmony gowns."

"She really is the best at fashion," I said.

My own gown was beautiful, though not as beautiful as Harmony's. She was the princess tonight.

The bodice of my gown was a work of art, sculpted with precision to embrace my figure in a sleek and flattering silhouette. Rich, dark purple satin clung to me like a second skin, accentuating every curve. The bodice featured an off-the-shoulder neckline, adorned with delicate lace appliqués that added a touch of ethereal beauty to the ensemble. The lace trailed down the long sleeves, creating an exquisite interplay of light and shadow as she moved.

The waistline of the gown was adorned with a slender band of glistening crystals, cinching my waist and adding a hint of sparkle to the majestic creation. The band acted as a dazzling centerpiece, drawing the eye to the exquisite craftsmanship and adding a touch of magical charm.

From the waist, the gown flowed seamlessly into a sumptuous A-line skirt, cascading like a velvety waterfall of dark purple satin. The fabric rippled with each step, creating an entrancing movement.

The back of the gown was just as captivating as the front, featuring a low V-shaped neckline that revealed just the right amount of skin, adding an alluring touch to the overall design. The back was adorned with a trail of delicate buttons, leading down to the small of my back, where the skirt gracefully flared out, adding a final touch of drama and grandeur.

Completing my absolute fairytale look, I wore a delicate tiara adorned with shimmering amethyst crystals, nestled amidst my flowing locks like a crown. My silver hair cascaded down my back in soft waves, allowing the tiara to sparkle and catch the light, illuminating like a celestial being.

Outside, our pups played joyfully in the gardens, frolicking with Ashley and Alastair's pups. The moon was ascending the night sky, signaling that their momentous event was drawing near.

"Okay, little ones!" Queen Amelia called out, her voice warm and loving. "Time for bed."

"Aw, Granny, can't we stay up a bit longer?" Freddy pleaded, his eyes shining with excitement.

"You did stay up quite late already," she replied, lifting him up in her arms. "I don't want my dear grandchildren to have little purple circles under their eyes tomorrow."

"Are all the guests leaving now?" Freddy inquired.

The queen shook her head with a gentle smile. "No, my sweet child. They'll all be staying here for a bit longer, but your cousins will be here and Ashley and Alastair's pups so you and Vicky will have plenty of friends to play with tomorrow."

"Yippee!" Freddy exclaimed, wriggling out of her embrace. "Let's go to bed!"

Amidst laughter, the group of young pups raced through the ballroom, followed closely by a handful of nannies and the playful queen.

"It's time," my mother announced, guiding Harmony and Rich to the center of the patio.

Harmony's face glowed with happiness as the guards drew the curtains, granting the couple some privacy.

"Thank you," my mother said, turning to approach Edmond and me.

"For what?" I inquired, lifting my head from Edmond's chest as he held me close.

"For allowing Rich and Harmony to have their sacred ceremony here," she replied, gratitude evident in her eyes.

"Oh, you should thank the King for that. We simply asked, and he generously granted his permission."

"You're welcome," King Orsand interjected with a warm smile.

"Majesty!" My mother dipped into a graceful curtsey.

"I am more than delighted to contribute to the joy of Harmony's special night."

Tristan and his mate, now poised with newfound responsibility, joined us. Tristan, who usually exuded a playful demeanor, appeared more solemn and contemplative.

"Oh, the future Alpha," I teased with a chuckle.

He rolled his eyes as Edmond playfully punched his arm. "How does it feel, knowing that you will be in charge of Moon Mist pack?"

"I truly don't know what to think. It's all so overwhelming," Tristan admitted.

"And what about you?" I turned to Tristan's mate, noticing her pensive expression. She was a simple and reserved person.

"I don't even know," she laughed nervously. "This is all so much to take in. I mean, becoming a Beta's mate was already a big step. Now, being the Luna?"

"It is a lot to absorb," I empathized.

Our conversation shifted back to Harmony and Rich as the room erupted in applause. They re-entered, hand in hand, the love and joy apparent in their eyes.

"She had her proper marking ceremony!" I exclaimed excitedly. "I must go greet them."

Hurrying over to the couple, I enveloped Harmony in a warm hug before embracing Rich.

"Oh, Ellie," Harmony said, her cheeks blushing. "Thank you for being here with us."

"How was it? Was it everything you hoped for?" I asked eagerly.

"It was... perfect," Harmony replied, her voice filled with emotion.

"Yeah, it truly was. I'm just grateful that the Goddess granted both of us a second chance at finding love."

"We are truly blessed," Harmony agreed.

As more well-wishers gathered around Harmony and Rich, offering their congratulations, I returned to Edmond's side, my heart brimming with happiness for our dear friends and the bright future that awaited them. The night was filled with laughter, love, and celebration, a testament to the bonds that connected us all.

In the following days, the castle grounds echoed with the joyous laughter of children playing, the clinking of glasses raised in toasts, and the sound of friendly conversations. The guests relished each other's company, forging new friendships and strengthening existing bonds. It was a celebration of unity, love, and harmony, mirroring the deep affection that connected Moon Mist pack.

As the sun set on the final day of the festivities, we all gathered in the castle's magnificent garden, where a grand feast awaited. Tables adorned with delicacies and desserts were arranged under the stars, creating a magical and enchanting setting. The air was infused with a sense of camaraderie and warmth, as we shared stories and memories, cherishing the moments that brought us together.

The children were wide-eyed, their hearts filled with wonder as they listened to the elders recount tales of bravery, sacrifice, and love. They looked up to the heroes and heroines of these stories, inspired by their courage and determination to make a difference in the world.

As the night wore on, and the moon shone its radiant light upon us, King Orsand stood up, his presence commanding attention.

"My friends," he began, his voice resonating with authority and kindness, "let us raise our glasses in honor of not only the newly bonded couple, Harmony and Rich, but also in celebration of the unity that defines our beautiful realm."

As we all lifted our glasses, a chorus of joyous cheers filled the air. The clinking of glasses symbolized the harmony and togetherness that defined Moon Mist pack, and the love that bound us all together.

"To Harmony and Rich, may your love shine as brightly as the moon and grow with each passing day," King Orsand proclaimed.

"To Harmony and Rich!" we all echoed, our voices resounding with affection and merriment.

"Do you think this is it?" Edmond asked.

"Of course not. We still have our lives to live. Our pups to raise. I'm sure there will be things popping up from time to time that we're going to need to fix."

"No, I mean the hard stuff is over. We can relax now?"

"I hope so, my love. I hope so."