“That sounds wonderful. When did you want to get married?” I asked.
“Ideally, tonight. Realistically, maybe June. We can get married in the gardens in the pack lands. We’ll do it at night, so Victor and Marius can be there. My mom and grandmas can make your dress. They love things like that and it will be something we can pass down to our daughters when they get married.” He told me.
I didn’t exactly know what went into a wedding, but having over a month to plan it should be enough time. Gray reached over and opened the glovebox. He pulled out a little, fuzzy box.
“I got this on my way home from seeing my great-grandparents. It’s not much, because I couldn’t afford much. I couldn’t get you a diamond. I wanted to. Instead, I got your birthstone. March is aquamarine.” He said, opening
