~~~Dominic
I stood at the end of the aisle, my hands tucked behind my back, and Derek just a step behind me.
He adjusted his cufflinks for the fifth time that minute.
Derek—Beta Andrew’s son, next in line to be Beta himself. We’d known each other since we were kids. He wasn’t exactly my best friend—hell, I didn’t think I had one but if it ever came down to a fight, I knew he’d be beside me. No questions asked.
The church was quiet, the air thick with anticipation. The chandeliers above glimmered, casting golden light over polished marble, towering stained-glass windows throwing slashes of color across the pews packed with high-profile guests—alphas, politicians, CEOs, elders.
The pianist began to play the bridal march, and the large cathedral doors creaked open.
All heads turned. The
