Grant POV
She floated towards me, arms clutching a bouquet of pink and white roses, her dress a pure white that fell off her shoulders, her long brown hair up in an elegant bun, her eyes fixed on mine. The pack was silent, sitting in the pews, holding their breath. She was beautiful. Gorgeous. Stunning. Mine. I couldn’t believe my luck. Never in a million years would I have dreamed something like this would be possible, let alone she would have said yes to this.
I saw my mother standing in the front, holding my daughter Jadette in her arms, my baby now just over a year old, her face cracked into a wide smile, her hands waving at me as she wriggled in my mother’s grasp. My father was beaming, doting on his granddaughter. Jadette was lapping up all of their attention. I grinned. She was s
