Briar
My heart raced, the sound of blood rushing in my ears nearly drowning out his words. I managed to keep my voice steady, years of dealing with bullies coming in handy. "Of course not. I just want everything to be perfect. For us. For the pack."
Eric's expression softened, though the predatory glint never left his eyes. "And it will be. Trust me, Briar. I've been planning this for a very long time. Every detail will be exactly as it should be."
The implication behind his words sent a chill down my spine. How long had Eric been orchestrating this? How much of my life had been manipulated without my knowledge?
"Well," Mia interjected, her cheerful tone slightly forced, "there's certainly a lot to do. We'll need to arrange for flowers, music, food... Oh! And we can't forget about the
