"Ha ha ha! Stop it! It tickles! Ha ha ha!" She managed to pant between fits of laughter.

"Addison! Stop moving!" Wyatt scolded at the wiggling cheerleader.

"I can't—I can't help it!" She breathily laughed as she sat up from her spot laying on the hay and fur bed on the floor. Wyatt scowled as he took the brush away from her bare abdomen. "Why do I have to have these symbols painted all over anyways? Can't we just… skip... my ticklish spots?"

The werewolf chuckled and shook his head, the slight nitch or annoyance diminishing. "It's the tradition for wolf wedding ceremonies. Each symbol has a meaning behind it. Well wishes from your pack." He explained.

"These on your arms represent strength, on the backs of your hands for prosperity, over your heart for never ending love, and stomach for fertility." She glanced between the marks already painted on her arms and the half done ones on her belly with each example. "But, if you don't want the mark, we can skip it." He assured her.

"No!" She quickly denied. "No. I wanna keep going. I want it to be perfect." Wyatt nodded and she laid back down, trying her best to stay still when the soft bristles touched her skin again.

"It's pretty cool that you two are doing this. I mean, you've technically already been married… twice." He added. Addison giggled, this time over something other than the tickly brush.

"My pack is important to me, just like Zed is. And I wanted to experience how each culture honors our vows to each other." She said, sighing blissfully as her eyes glazed over with memories. Wyatt chuckled again without stopping the meticulous task of painting.

"There! Done!" He finally said, taking the brush and paints as he stood from his spot cross legged on the floor beside her. Addison sighed in relief and got up herself, fixing the crop and fur pelts around her waist.

"How do I look?" She asked, hopeful she didn't look out of place.

Sure this was her pack, but she was considered an honorary member. She wasn't a true werewolf. And she trusted Wyatt the most. He wouldn't lie to her like Wynter would, or be as harsh as Willa could be. He'd be truthful with her in the gentlest way possible. Wyatt smiled and put a strong hand on her shoulder.

"Any wolf would kill to have the beauty you do. The zombie is a lucky man." He reassured. Addison relaxed, a smile spreading across her features.

"Thanks Wyatt. I couldn't do this without you." She thanked, stepping forward to hug him. He gave her a tight squeeze then pulled back.

"Anything for my newest sister." He teased with a toothy grin that made her laugh. He nodded towards the door, offering her his elbow. "Come on, it's almost time." She linked her arm in his and took a deep nervous breath.

This wasn't just a wedding ceremony, this was going to be Zed's acceptance into the pack as well. Which means they could come and go as they pleased, together. She was always welcome at the den but, up until now, she had to give them forewarning if Zed would be joining her.

Up until now, he was considered an outsider, no matter how many pack members considered him a friend. But today would mark the first day he'd be accepted by the pack as family, like she was.

Her heart fluttered with pride.

"Ready?" Wyatt whispered.

She was jarred from her thoughts. When had they reached the den opening? She shook away the relevant question and smiled at the wolf beside her, the wolf who'd 'give her away' since she didn't have wolf relatives.

"Ready." She agreed.

That was when the butterflies started to flap around in her belly. They walked forwards, up the entryway until it opened up into the den. She swore her heart stopped for a second when her eyes landed on her husband.

There he stood, shirtless with jeans and pent fur draped over his shoulders and similar markings to hers painted on his skin. His green hair a stark contrast to the grey stone walls and earthy tones decorating the den. He really did stand out like a sore thumb, but wouldn't want him any other way.

He fit in by being himself. He never needed to change who he was. He was perfect for her. She couldn't help smiling from ear-to-ear.

She and Wyatt walked across the room, wolves scattered all around sitting on the rocks and floor, a designated path made for them to walk though. The werepups smiling and giddily bouncing in their spots close to the front. She could feel the support of the pack radiating around her, Wade drumming lightly in the corner. The rhythm like a beautiful heartbeat that some of the wolves were humming along with.

They reached the front, standing before Zed and Willa, on the step up beside him she assumed to counter his abnormal height difference, looking as serious as ever. But the smile on Zed's face as he shook Wyatt's hand and pulled him in for a half hug before he took Addison's hands in his own made her heart soar above the clouds.

Suddenly, Willa howls. The entire den, including Addison howling along with her while Zed stayed quiet, afraid he'd howl wrong and ruin the ceremony. Addison noticed his discomfort and squeezed his hands to show it was ok. He gulped back his nerves, it's not like he hasn't howled with the pack before after all, and howled along. It was awkward and monotoned, made Addison chuckle mid-howl, but he did it, trying his best to belong in the pack.

When Willa quieted, everyone else followed suit. She turned to Zed, eyebrow quirked with an amused smirk. "You'll definitely need to work on that." She teased. Zed scratched the back of his head with an awkward chuckle.

It was then that Willa turned to throw a nod to Wade at his drum and he started back up with a new beat. One that had the other wolves lightly pounding their fists to the ground, stomping their feet, and humming.

Wyatt re-emerged, wooden box in hand, and stood beside his twin. She turned and opened the lid, pulling out a moonstone necklace, then turning towards Zed. He bowed his head to allow the Alpha to place it around his neck, the stone glowed a brilliant bright blue before settling back to its normal state. The zombie didn't feel any different physically, but there was a pride that warmed in his heart.

Willa howled again, this howl sounding different than before, and the others joined her. It felt like a welcome. Zed beamed, glancing around at his new family. It was crazy how different things already felt, like a weight was lifted and everything was lighter.

The howls hushed and Willa smiled at the couple. "Join your moonstones." She instructed. Zed turned to his wife, she was already smiling up at him. He was completely lost in her beauty.

Her eyes were wild and glowing with excitement and affection, his whole world was standing in front of him. Addison has always been a light in his life, embracing him for who he is and bringing him so much happiness every second of every day.

So he would gladly support any endeavors she wished to pursue. And in return, she expanded his family into the werewolves. His heart felt so full.

She took her Great Alpha moonstone in her fingers while he lifted his brand new one and they gently tap the stones together. The necklaces glow brilliant blue. Cheers and howls erupting within the den. Zed dropped his forehead against Addison's, both of them enveloped their feelings of love and bliss.

After only a few moments of peace between the lovers, Zed is tackled out of her embrace. She's startled for a second until she sees the dogpile of werepups on top of him. Addison laughed and received congratulatory hugs from Willa and Wyatt before Wynter bound towards her for a near tackle as well.

The entire den was electrified with life and cheer. Everyone elated with the addition of their new pack member and their Great Alpha's happiness.