The temple loomed ahead, its vaulted ceiling supported by columns that were beautifully carved. The lights cast long shadows across the stained-glassed windows, depicting a long-dead dynasty of Alpha's whose bloodlines I no longer served.
I didn't bother changing into a ceremonial wedding dress, and just stayed in my casual pants and long sleeved s**t. There was no point in wasting effort on finery for a ceremony I never intended to commit to.
I stepped past the rows of seated Alpha's and higher ranking pack members, their whispers sharp as claws died down as they saw me.
Barret waited at the altar, his broad-shouldered frame tensed with irritation. His dark eyes flicked over me, and I met his gaze with a smirk.
''Okay, let's do this,'' I said, my voice echoing.
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