<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2F564x%2Fd8%2Feb%2F48%2Fd8eb4854b702d373a5f74fe05225146c.jpg&amp;hash=98146f15b8357d684954066cf8b899d4" href="https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d8/eb/48/d8eb4854b702d373a5f74fe05225146c.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d8/eb/48/d8eb4854b702d373a5f74fe05225146c.jpg</a><br/><br/>Connor was currently preparing for tomorrow's events. He would meet the woman that was to become his bride, though deep down, he wasn't sure about this. It just never felt right to him. Being with someone he had never met, just so the two packs could merge. He understood though and if his father and mother wished it to be this way then he wouldn't go against them.<br/><br/>Perhaps this Teresa woman would make a suitable mate, he had heard a few things about her and all of them were good. Scratching his short brown hair as the wind blew through the cool night, a half moon flying high into the sky granting the ones under it a small bit of strength. He had also heard little of Teresa's sister so perhaps he would meet both of them when it was time.<br/>(Writing on my phone so I'm sorry if my replies are shorter than I think they are.)