Aria's pov
I watched as Ethan held our marriage license carefully in his hands. We looked at each other before quietly walking out of Pack Registry Office together.
We stood under a tree for a long time. We kept looking at our license and then at each other, like we couldn't believe this was real.
Warm spring sunshine covered us. Ethan held my hand tightly.
After a while, he finally spoke, his voice soft.
"Sweetheart, we got our marriage license! Tomorrow we'll be really married. It feels like I'm dreaming."
I nodded and squeezed his hand back.
"It doesn't feel real to me either. "
Ethan laughed softly. His white teeth showed in the spring sunlight. "This license is special. It's our ticket to marriage. I should keep it safe. If you get mad at me one day, I don't
