The euphonious chimes of the bell announced that it was time for the wedding.
For the first time in forever, Sirens and Lycans are together in a closed space and are still intact, nothing is ripped or twisted; at least, for now.
Brown hair tied into a cute bun, Cara furtively swept her blue eyes about the room as she stepped in. The place is full of guests.
At the far end of the aisle, standing on the podium, Zion watches her. His enthralling physique was magnified in the expensive black suit he is wearing.
She is really marrying Zion Rachett.
Cara walked down the aisle, heart racing. Anxiety twists like a worm in her gut.
She is facing Zion, gaze lowered, eyes filled with tears.
Standing here, yet again, brought back old memories, reopening old wounds.
Knowing that there was once a time when Mason was a bright part of her life shatters Cara's heart to tiny pieces.
