Tilly’s POV
Even with mum mentioning the time for the third time I can’t help but take one last glance in the mirror. We’ve known each other forever, raised alongside each other so of course he has already seen me at my worst but today. . . Today I want to look my best. I look down to my jittering hands, trying some deep breaths but nothing seems to help my nerves. Zachariah. The picture of him, his smile, his laugh filling my mind. And after today hopefully all those things will be mine. For he will be mine. My mate. The one last hurdle we need to jump together and the one thing that both my father and brothers can’t argue with. We hadn’t seen each other today, wanting to find each other at the party tonight, under the moon as we first had all those years ago. Zachariah had gone away wit
