She takes both my hands and I kneel in front of her.
"Maxwell Powell, will you carry this task until your offspring will take over from you?" She speaks the words loud and clear.
"I will carry the responsibility of the leadership of the Powell pack. I will put the pack above anything else. I promise this."
Mum lets go of my hands and puts her fingers under my chin. "Then stand. Stand, my Alpha and rule your pack."
I stand up. This is it. I can feel the tension in the room shift and I'm hyper aware of the fact that everyone is now focused on me.
In front of me, Mum kneels down. When I look around I see everyone from the pack do the same.
They're kneeling for me. Their safety, their wellbeing, their lives are now in my hands.
At the back of the room, the humans I invited for the wedding are looking at everything like they just saw a spaceship land. And maybe that would have been less weird.
