It's been 4 years since the Lupus pack rejoined the Lykensen's, reuniting their packs after 100 years of separation and tension. With the past behind them, the wolves, zombies, and humans are now closer than ever.
With college degrees in hand, our y...
"You look so beautiful Addison." Zinnia gushed. "Zed will be speechless when he sees you."
Addison smiled. "Thank you. I really appreciate all your help."
Zinnia placed the veil on her head and fanned it out. "But of course, you've done so much for my Eliza and everyone else. It's the least I could do. Now, do you have everything you need?"
Addison thought for a moment. "Something old: my moonstone, something new: my dress, something blue: my hairpiece, something borrowed...."
Addison bit her lip. She had forgotten about getting something borrowed. While worrying over the big details, she had let a small one slip through the cracks.
Noticing her worried expression, Zinnia smiled softly as she placed a hand on Addison's shoulder. "This is a happy day, you have no need to fret. I have just the thing."
Zinnia walked over to her bag, pulling out a brush and a small jar. Addison studied the simple objects with curiosity and uncertainty. "How will these help?"
"I can't give you something physical to borrow." Zinnia explained, opening the jar. "But I can share a small tradition with you."
Addison nodded as Zinnia led her over to a nearby chair. "Alright. What is this tradition?"
Zinnia took Addison's hand in hers. "Well my child, long ago, before the Z-band was invented, our ancestors used symbols to mark territory, belongings, and even mates."
"Mates?" Addison questioned.
"It is a primitive term, but yes." Zinnia chuckled. "Back when Zombie Tongue was first used for communication amongst our people, Zombies would announce their union with another by marking their wrist with a symbol. The symbol would represent the quality that one's mate, or spouse, most admired about them and show their understanding of eachother. If you want, I can bestow one of these symbols on you."
Addison smiled and held out her wrist. "I would be honored. Thank you."
Zinnia took her wrist, using the ink to draw a circle with a line through the center and two small curved lines coming off the top and bottom. "This symbol represents perseverance. When you set your mind to accomplish something, you don't stop until you've achieved your goal. Zed has told me many times how he adores your willingness to fight for what you believe in. Today, I let you borrow an old tradition, so that you may incorporate it in with the new ways."
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Addison admired the simple symbol and smiled. "Thank you Zinnia. For everything."
"Of course." Zinnia smiled. "Now, shall I call in the girls? I'm sure they're anxious to see you."
Addison chuckled, taking one last look in the mirror. "Go ahead. I wouldn't want to keep them waiting."
Zinnia nodded. "Of course not. Now, while you and the girls prepare yourselves I'm going to check on the boys."
