Lyla
The celebration continued until midnight, and from the way the wine and the food kept pouring out, I wasn't sure the people who came to celebrate with us were ready to retire.
I was feeling tired and must have dozed off several times in Ramsey's hand. Ramsey just sat next to me, refusing to touch a drop of alcohol save for the glass of wine we shared as a toast during the reception.
As the clock struck midnight, pack members gathered around us, after fixing a new crown of roses on our head and began to sing and dance loudly, urging us to consummate our night as newlyweds.
They escorted us into the pack house, cheering Ramsey on and telling him to make sure I had a great time. My heart fluttered with nervous excitement as we climbed the stairs together, leaving the crowd at the foot of the stairs cheering us on.
I felt giddy, like a new bride, and Ramsey had a quiet smile on his face, the kind that meant, 'I will go all out tonight.'
