Wedding Day

After I got back to the packhouse, I noticed Damon wasn't there. I bandaged my leg up, and went to sleep in the shed we made for Ice, Bloom, and Slasher. I felt safer with them than in a pack house with only servants. Today was our wedding. I pushed the eventful night from yesterday in the back of my head. I got over my hangover pretty fast. I woke up to the servants calling my name. And if you're wondering why my dragons are named this way, it's because of their personality, Slasher is hot-tempered and will kill anyone who bother him or me. Ice shows no emotion and is cold to everyone but me and Damon. And Bloom is kind and sweet to everyone. I'm telling you this now so you understand what happened when my dragons woke up to the servants calling my name. Slasher was in the back of the three. He smashed threw the shed and chased the servants who only escaped by shifting to their wolf forms. Then after I finally caught up to him, I gave him a good scolding. Damon's gonna be pissed seeing the whole yard burnt and destroyed from slasher's hunt again. I'll just sneak away from this mess when we return to the packhouse.

After the maids came back, they told me the wedding starts in four hours, and that I should go to the church before people other than the workers came. I wanted my dragons there, but I was worried about slasher since he chased and almost ate about every single pack member there was around here. In the end, I decided to bring him.

I rode on slasher back, with Ice and Bloom tailing us. The church was huge. Almost as big as the packhouse. The servants near the entrance made way for our landing. Victor was practically itching out of my head, trying to get our mate whose scent was also here.

We walked inside, Everything was decorated in white, besides the red and golden roses that gave it color. The servants pushed me, leaving my dragons behind, and into the changing room. A white suit was hanging against the mirror. At least I'm not forced to wear a dress. I tried the suit on. It fitted perfectly against my body. I looked in the mirror.

My dragon-shaped pupils were surrounded by a dark glowing green, my long blonde hair put into a high ponytail, and the black headband wrapped around my forehead. I didn't think it was me for a second. I stood still, staring into my eyes to make sure. Yep, that's me. And I bet Damon looks Even better.

■Damon's P. O. V.□

I got a massive hangover yesterday, and had to sleep in a hotel. "Cody's orders". I honestly only listened because he said Zeno would look 10 times better if I waited for a day to see him. It's torture. I'm wearing my black suit, my black hair combed back, and a few strands in my face. I know my mate will look beautiful in whatever he wears, but I did want to see him in a dress. But Chloe, that traitor, turned it into a white suit and scolded me. This means war with that little brat!

Pulled out of my thoughts when the guest started coming in.