CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
The sun dips low as the long-awaited moment unfolds before me, casting a golden glow over the clearing that we have chosen for our rescheduled nuptials. My heart races with a mixture of nervous excitement and pure joy. Today, Roman and I finally become one, under the watchful eye of both our packs, and even those who once challenged our peace.
I stand at the edge of the clearing, my hand lightly grasping the delicate fabric of my dress. The soft rustle of leaves beneath the paws of the assembled guests is the only sound that dares to break the hush of anticipation. Amongst them, I spot the rogue wolves – a reminder of the turmoil that had delayed this day. Gina stands tall, her posture no longer defiant but respectful, and Raguel, whose eyes carry the weight of his pas
