Page 19 of Deep Love

“Moon Goddess,” Sylvie said. “It is an honor to see you.”

This absolutely stunning woman—or goddess—stopped in front of us. She put out her two hands, one of them going under Sylvie’s chin, the other under Mason’s. It looked akin to a mother’s loving caress and both of them closed their eyes.

“I have been waiting for someone to step up to lead the Ferguson pack, wishing I could command one of you to accept the task,” Lunai said. “Alas, that is not within my responsibilities. I only see to the pair bonds.” On the word bonds, the Moon Goddess flicked her penetrating gaze to me.

My gaze shot to the ground, wishing I could fade into the landscape, but Mason’s grip on me tightened.

“I know she is not a wolf,” he said, “but I love her, Lunai. With everything I have, I love her.”

“And that love radiates between you. It is clear in your auras.” She angled her head at me.

“She is the reason I can lead the Ferguson pack,” Mason said. “I’m complete now that I have Delphi back. My heart is whole and I’m ready to take charge, fix the problems in the pack, and bring some respect back to the Ferguson wolves.”

“I promise to help him however I can,” I added. “I’m willing to learn everything there is to learn about werewolves, and I also swear never to tell anyone they exist.”

“I accept these oaths.” Lunai gestured for all three of us to stand. “I hold you to them as well.”

“Does this mean we have your blessing to be mates?” Mason asked.

Lunai studied us for a weighted moment. Would Mason choose not to be with me if the Moon Goddess didn’t approve of our union? Would he decide to leave his pack that clearly needed him?

Would I be left to live down here on Earth without the one person who made me feel loved so deeply? Now that would indeed be a punishment.

“I bless this match,” Lunai finally said.

I couldn’t help myself. I jumped into Mason’s arms and gave him what was probably a crushing hug judging by the way the air whooshed out of him. He recovered quickly though, and his arms wrapped around me while he kissed my temple.

When he released me, he turned to Lunai. “Thank you, Moon Goddess. I will not let you down in leading the Ferguson pack.”

“With the support of strong females like your mate and your dear sister here,” Lunai said, motioning to Sylvie, “you can only succeed.” The Moon Goddess smiled at us as her power vibrated in the air.

Especially when her gaze focused back on me. “You are not an ordinary human, are you?”

“She is not,” another voice answered.

And I recognized that voice.