ZHAN SHENG STOOD wringing his hands outside the door to his bedroom, his heart pounding in his chest. It was his wedding night, and he was filled with anticipation and nervousness. During dinner, he could barely keep anything down and messed up during his toast and his speech, far too nervous to speak. Zhan Wei had shot him several knowing looks and held back a small smile as he sipped his Baijiu. He knew that he loved Lei Bo with all his heart, but he couldn't help feeling a sense of apprehension.
As he pushed open the door, he was struck by the sight of his mate. Lei Bo was dressed in a set of beautiful white robes, that clung to his body in all the right places. Zhan Sheng felt his throat go dry as he took in the sight of his mate's flushed face and alluring omega scent, which hung in the air like the scent of blooming roses.
