FORSYTHIA’S POV
"I am Draco Bloodmoon, son of Alpha Gianis of the Silver Fang pack. I am deeply honored to be here, watching my beautiful girl marry the most powerful man of my generation."
"No," I whispered.
Mak gripped my hip, leading me away from the crowd, but the startled gazes of the guests followed us like a physical weight.
"I still remember the day before Forsy came to Vanguard. She was still in my bed, moaning my name and begging me to tell her I loved her. Not only that, she was willing to run naked around our pack's territory just so every eye could admire her." Draco raised his glass toward me. "A toast to our liberal girl, who finally found someone stupid enough to take her in."
Gianis tugged at his son. "Let’s go, Draco. You’ve had too much to drink."
"Wait. Stay right
