Isabelle’s Point Of View
...the next day
The door clicked shut behind us, and I froze.
The room was glowing in soft amber light, the floor scattered with white rose petals, and candles lined every surface, flickering with a golden hue that made everything feel drenched in warmth and longing.
A slow breath shuddered out of my lungs. My heels sank into the plush carpet. For a moment, I forgot how to move.
It was beautiful. Intimate. Terrifying.
I felt his presence before I even heard him step closer.
Nathan.
Now the Immortal Alpha. My husband. Mine.
His large hand brushed along my arm, grounding me in the moment, then slid around my waist as he dipped his head low, pressing a tender kiss on the crown of my head. His lips lingered longer than they needed to, and it made my eyes flut
