"Wife?" the team asked in shock at this sudden development.

That broke through some of the dark cloud surrounding you. You jumped to your feet and quickly held out your left hand, showing off the ring. "Loki proposed while we were in Asgard!" you told them excitedly. Nat and Pepper complimented the ring while the guys congratulated Loki.

"So... when's the wedding?" Nat teased, getting excited over the prospect. You understood her excitement. There were times, like this, when she was living vicariously through you.

You shrugged and glanced over at Loki. "We just got engaged, Nat," you reminded her. You hadn't even started on plans yet. The guys came over to your trio to congratulate you and ruffle your hair. You realized that they'd missed having you in the tower. They'd missed your puppy-like happiness and the peace and serenity you brought to the tower, to your misfit little pack. So you embraced them all, sharing your peace and love with them as they congratulated you.

"We will have to marry on Asgard," Loki told you all. That got their hackles up, thinking they wouldn't be invited to your wedding. Odin was quite insistent on not having mortals in his realm. He also disliked Midgardians and usually those two overlapped.

Except in your case.

But you'd helped defend Frigga, so he'd come to like you.

Enough to let Loki propose without a fuss.

It helped that wolves were practically worshipped on Asgard.

Thor nodded his agreement when the team looked at him for confirmation. "Loki is a prince of Asgard. His wedding will be a multi-realm event,"

Loki nodded. "A royal wedding on Asgard is even larger than the royal weddings across the pond," he explained. "There will be dignitaries visiting from all of the realms, including our friends from Midgard. Mother and I will be sure our friends will be able to attend our wedding,"

Thor nodded. "I will help as well," he reassured you all quickly. Odin would listen to Frigga and Thor before he'd listen to Loki.

You couldn't help blanching, though. "There's going to be dignitaries from all the realms?" you asked, overwhelmed. You just wanted to marry Loki. You didn't want all this pomp and circumstance. You never expected or dreamed of a huge wedding. Hell, you'd spent most of your childhood expecting to be given to the strongest alpha.

Which reminded you.

"My brothers need to be invited too," you told Loki, worried he might say no, that he might not be able to accommodate that for you.

Instead, he gave you a bright smile. "Of course, darling. They are you family, they will be welcome on Asgard,"

"Besides, you will be a princess once you are married," Thor added. You just stared at him. You hadn't put together that you'd be a princess. All you'd been thinking of was marrying Loki.

"I can't be a princess! I'm a werewolf! I literally grew up raised by wolves and in the woods!" you reminded them, distressed at the idea. There was no way you were worthy to be a princess! Especially not of a place as sophisticated as Asgard.

Loki chuckled and pulled you into a hug, pressing a kiss to your hair. "Shh, dearheart, it will be alright," he reassured you as he stroked your hair. "You will be a marvelous princess. Mother and I will teach you what you need to know and there is plenty of time for that. You will not be alone, ever again, my darling," he continued and you relaxed in his arms. He always made the most bleak circumstances seem like they truly were going to be alright.

You leaned up and kissed him. "Thanks, Lo," you told him warmly. "I should call Fenrir. I need to tell him the news and find out what's going on with the wolves coming out,"

Loki nodded and kissed you softly. "I will be here," he told you and settled on the couch to wait.

You went up to your room to get your phone and paced your room as you called Fenrir. He answered on the first ring. "Daughter, you're back from Asgard?" he asked unnecessarily. Cell phones didn't work in Asgard.

"Yes, Grandfather, we just got back. There are protesters outside the tower, about me. What's going on?" you asked him. Even with how upset you were about the protesters, you couldn't snap at him. He was your alpha and even though you were outside the pack structure, you still didn't want to upset him.

He told you the same thing Nat had, explaining how the wolves had had to come out to the humans and the reasonings why. It wasn't a long explanation, especially since it wasn't new information. He did have some new instructions, though: "Since you're already out to the public, I want you in the public eye. Go on as many missions with the Avengers as you can, let the people see you helping others. Paint the werewolves in a good light, let them see you as often as possible," he told you. You heard the hesitation in the words. He was asking a lot of one of the omegas. He was asking you to put yourself in harm, which went against everything being an alpha was.

You knew what he wanted you to do. He wanted the world to see you helping people, to see you risking your life to save others. He wanted you to go to Tony's parties and be kind and polite. He wanted you to wear your ears and tail in public. He wanted the public to see the heart of the wolves.

He wanted you to be the poster-child of the werewolves.

You weren't sure you were up to the task, but there was only one answer you could give.

"Yes, Grandfather,"

You prayed to all of the gods that you were up to the task.