RYKER'S POV
I led Ophelia quietly away from the blazing sounds of music to my room. The moment we got there, Ophelia heaved a sigh of relief, walking to sit on the bed.
“Finally, some quiet.” She mumbles.
Chuckling softly, I sat beside Ophelia, placing my arms around her. “ They're here to celebrate us, don't you like it?” I questioned.
“Honestly, I'm grateful and I appreciate it. I'd have preferred a quiet setting, you, Me, alone?” She confessed with a wry smile.
“But you do realize our marriage would be attended by everyone in the pack?”
“Yes, I know.” She mumbled.
“So, you aren't happy with it? I didn't know it'd cause you so much discomfort, I'm sorry.” I muttered apologetically with a frown on my face.
“No, Ryker, I love it. It didn't bring any discomfort, it was magnifi
