Zane’s POV
I spent all of Thursday nursing a hangover. I don’t remember much of the night after I slept with the stripper. Now it is Friday morning and now I need to get ready because my soon-to-be wife will be here for me to meet her and her family.
I took a shower and shaved my face and styled my hair. I walked into my closet and found my favorite pair of dark jeans. I grabbed a dark blue button up shirt. I did the shirt up and rolled the sleeves up to my elbows and grabbed my combat boots. I wanted to look good at least. I just prayed that there would be some physical attraction to each other.
It was times like this I wished I had my wolf still to talk to. He could help calm me down. They’re like the best friend you never knew you needed and typically don’t lose your wolf unless you
