Noah's POV
Everything was messy and stressy and life was hella depressy.
Reece. I didn't even know where to begin with that. That place had bodies in. I could smell them. Corpses. And he had burned them like they were nothing. He was making love to that male while we were together-not-together. And I didn’t know why I was surprised. He’d had s*x with Sage too.
"So, everyone clear on how we're going to f**k up Iliyan's wedding?" Clark asked and Wyatt nodded grinning. He was enjoying this way too much.
"Yep. I have the team on standby, they're just waiting for my signal," Ryan said.
"I can't believe I'm the best man for my own boyfriend's wedding," Clark grumbled and Iliyan kissed him, Clark threw his arms around Illiyan, and Illiyan pulled them closer. I awkwardly looked away, cough
