Keiran
Something happens to me as I hold hands with Isabelle. My wife. My princess. My future queen. My forgotten mate.
I narrate the things she had to overcome to the crowd, to reach this day and something happens to my heart.
My wolf rears his head and begins picking up her scent.
A flood of memories rush through me, leaving me breathless.
My wolf howls in a low voice and I feel dizzy.
My grip tightens on her hand, and she squeezes my hand back.
She thought, I did it out of nervousness but that's not it. Her touch seems everything to me, right now. Her scent, her presence....
I close my eyes and try to pull my attention back to the issues at hand.
Get it together!! I tell my wolf, and if he could shrug, he would.
Natasha is dumbfounded for some reason. She looks around as if wa
