Chapter 26
The next morning, the pack house hummed with a restless, early-morning energy. Wyatt had cleared the schedule, canceling training for all essential members; the usual sounds of sparring and drills were replaced by the frantic, last-minute preparations for the evening’s rehearsal dinner.
With less than twenty-four hours until the ceremony—the "W-day" he’d been tracking for months—Wyatt felt the weight of every second. A sharp edge of anxiety tightened his chest, a desperate need for perfection that went beyond mere logistics. This wasn't just about the pack’s reputation or tradition; it was about Rylee. He wanted to shield her from even the smallest hiccup, needing the world to be as flawless as the love he had for her.
But Wyatt didn’t have the luxury of losing himself in the
