James' POV
Getting dressed in the suit Brea had gotten me, I remembered the times my father would put his suit on and dance with my mom around the house. Even though I was supposed to be in bed, I would sit on the top of the stairs and watch as he held her close, the way they looked at each other. I wanted that so badly. I used to dream that my mate would be just as kind and gentle as my mom, and I could be the great Alpha my father was. Little did I know my Luna would be perfect in every sense of the word. I could feel someone watching me as I struggled with my tie. I looked up to see my mom smiling back at me through the mirror.
“Your father couldn’t tie a tie either. Come.” She moved my hands out of the way, quickly fixed the knotted mess I had created. “He would be proud of the ma
