Lisa's POV
Lady Eleanor was in my room, carefully inspecting the colors and textures of various traditional wedding materials draped over me.
“This red looks good on you,” she said softly, her bright smile warm as she placed the heavy, beaded fabric across my shoulder. “It complements your skin tone.”
I forced a smile despite how troubled I was feeling inside.
The wedding was still three months away, yet Cain’s mother was already preparing for it. I wasn’t sure how to feel. Was I making the right choice? Entering a loveless marriage? Would Alpha Nathan even allow it to happen? I doubted it.
“What’s on your mind, Lisa?” Lady Eleanor’s voice pulled me from my thoughts, laced with concern.
I blinked and turned toward her, quickly masking my expression with a bigger smile. “Nothing,” I
