Alana
Two years ago
My eyes traveled down my body in the full-length mirror, draped in the exquisite white dress. It was just the way I always imagined and yet nothing like the way I did. Outside, guests were crawling on the lawn with their champagne flutes, the expensive band my father hired playing one of my favorite songs. I stared at the woman who faced me, and right at the moment I made a promise to her. A promise to never let her fall, no matter what happens.
No matter what it takes.
"Ah! Look at my princess," the door opened and my father, the alpha of the Silver Moon pack, walked inside, dressed in a sharp black suit. I turned around and he gave me a big smile, a smile that I couldn't bear anymore, as he wrapped his arms around me.
"You are the most beautiful bride," he mur
