Dressed in a white human-style tuxedo, Korum stood waiting at the altar. As the first notes of the traditional human wedding march began to play, his pulse jumped in anticipation. In a matter of minutes, Mia would be walking down that aisle, and he would finally see his human bride.
Two hours ago, her parents had pulled her away and warned him very strictly that he couldn’t lay eyes on her until the ceremony began. Bad luck or something ridiculous like that. Korum hadn’t been pleased, since he had wanted to help Mia dress—and maybe sneak in a quickie before the lengthy celebration—but Ella Stalis had been adamant and Korum had grudgingly given in. Arguing with his soon-to-be mother-in-law was not high on his list of priorities today.
As the music continued, he cast a quick glance around
