Brooke’s POV
I was walking on air. I was married to my mate no less! And he actually liked me! At least I think he did, because my heart felt like it was going to burst with joy. Dean wouldn’t let me get more than 3 feet away from him as we sat down for the reception. Everything was so elegant yet comfy at the same time. We were served ribeye steak and something called a tator-tot casserole that Dean said was the best of all time. It was actually pretty tasty; I would have to get the recipe from Greta sometime.
One by one the entire pack that attended came up to introduce themselves and congratulate us. There were even wolves from other packs that came to see the whole event. There were so many people, it was a bit overwhelming until someone came up asking
