Gray POV
Even before I stepped foot inside the trailer I could smell her sweet scent, it was like marshmallows and rose water mixed into one.
I stopped in my tracks with a frown as I was turned around and redirected by Terry. I just wanted to see my girl, the thought of this day had been the only thing keeping me going for the past two years. Was there something wrong? Was she having second thoughts about going through with our mating? Had my past actions brought her to the realisation that I would not be an ideal mate?
Terry must have noticed my unease when he began to reassure me.
“They’re running late, I’ve been told to take you for a drink, while they finish off getting ready.” He said with a shrug.
I got back into my Land rover and drove the ten minutes, to the pub that Terry
