River led the way down the aisle of waiting pack members to the front row, holding Lachlan’s hand, who was meekly following her like she was calling the shots. She wasn’t and they both knew it; he let her call the shots, sometimes.
Kenneth, Isaac and James were spread out around them, their mates were there for the day and she felt sorry for poor Isaac who was still without a mate. He was the only brother that had not found his mate, yet. But the way he kept eying Edan’s little sister, she had an idea that his mate was just not of age yet; but he was still young; maybe seventeen? And then there was Edan, who calmly came to sit on her other side with his parents and sister; he also needed a mate.
Aunt Mia gave her a double thumbs-up when she spotted her dress and Lachlan’s ceremonial kilt
