HIRAM'S POV:
“What happened last night?” she asks, her delicate fingers trailing around the rings.
The truth is right on the tip of my tongue, but I can’t confess I’m a werewolf who marked her as my mate and dreads having s*x with her because it will complete the bond.
“We both got too drunk and ended up here,” I reply. She glances at me briefly, allowing me to take in her beautiful black eyes. “We were too drunk to have s*x, but somehow we managed to get married. Oh, and you had a terrible fall too,” I lie, and she rubs her neck.
“I really need to stop drinking,” she says, then briefly stares at the certificate before bursting into laughter. The sound is intoxicating, and I can’t help but feel a mix of confusion and admiration as her laughter fills the air, vibrant and sexy.
I’m lost
