Mira's POV:
I gave Angel a small smile before walking out of the room, the omegas grinned at me as they mumbled congratulations. I nod my head with a smile as Angel guides me out of their presence, my throat tastes bitter, and I feel nausea. I felt uncomfortable and nervous about this whole thing.
Walking down the stairs, I almost stumble, holding the rails to avoid falling with my wedding gown, I surprisingly stare at a feminine figure running her fingers on Nicholas. Helping him arrange his tie and dust off invisible dust from his cloth, I fume with anger as I tried growling at her.
"Any problem, Miss," Angel asked with concern. I ignored her as I kept glaring daggers at those hands on my mate. Nicholas stiffened as our eyes connected, he fixed his eyes on me as he narrowed th
