She looked… breathtaking. Stunning in a way that had nothing to do with the gown she wore and everything to do with the fire in her eyes, the confidence in her posture. The delicate flower crown rested atop her sleek bun, and the golden-green stones on her dress shimmered as she moved.
Our mate. Our Luna.
Our everything.
Alan inhaled sharply beside me. Alek didn’t say a word, but I saw the way his jaw tightened, the way his hands clenched slightly at his sides.
We felt her.
She walked toward us, step by step, and everything else faded away.
The moment she reached the bottom of the stairs, Alek stepped forward, taking her hand from her brothers and helping her up.
"You look perfect," he murmured.
She smiled, and it was like the world righted itself.
I followed as
