The Alpha's Unclaimed Mate novel Chapter 439

Chapter 439: Fin’s Pride Was A War Drum

Fin held out his arm.

His eyes found hers across the three feet of space between them, and his gaze was steady, warm, and carrying quiet pride.

He had just announced her to his people and was now asking her to stand beside him while the announcement landed.

The invitation was gentle. The invitation was also non-negotiable, because Finnick Shadowclaw had made the announcement and the announcement required a response and the response was her, beside him, in his colors.

She took his arm. He guided her forward, positioning her at his side at the top of the staircase, and the positioning was precise, practiced, placing her where a Luna Queen stood: to his left, half a step behind, visible to every person in the hall.

She realized she was supposed to say something.

Thanks for the heads up on that.

Four hundred faces were looking at her. Four hundred wolves, his wolves, waiting for the woman their Alpha had just named as their Luna Queen to speak, and the woman their Alpha had just named as their Luna Queen had been given approximately four seconds of preparation time and the preparation time was insufficient and the insufficiency was Fin’s fault and she was going to address that later.

She spoke.

"I am humbled by this welcome and it is an honor to be standing before you." She looked at Fin when she said the next part. "Your Alpha built something extraordinary here. I am grateful to be part of it, and I will guard it as fiercely as he does." She looked back to the pack. "Thank you for welcoming me into your family."

The applause that followed was warm, a crowd hearing a response they respected. The pride flooding through their matebond was so full, so unguarded, so total, that it nearly made her choke up right there.

She held it together.

The music started and they descended the staircase together. His arm locked around her waist, possessive, permanent, carrying the specific grip of an Alpha walking his mate into his kingdom and finding no reason to disguise the walking as anything other than what it was: a claim.

Every eye in the room followed them. Serena attracted attention everywhere she went so this was nothing new. This pack was protective of Fin above all else, and the protectiveness was the thing she respected most about them because it meant they loved him the way she loved him, and the loving was the common ground she intended to build on.

Just as he handed her a drink and pressed a kiss to the top of her head, Elder Dominick materialized in front of them.

"Lovely speech, Finnick. Your father would have approved of most of it."

"Most," Fin repeated.

"I would have cut the section on loyalty. Loyalty is demonstrated, not discussed. Discussing it cheapens the product." He smiled at Serena. "You, however, are not cheap. The dress confirms it."

Elder Cassandra spoke from behind him, "The dress confirms Finnick has taste. Your commentary confirms you don’t."

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