When we finally got to the entrance to the event hall, I subconsciously tensed up.
This was the same building where the Delta and Lyra had me cornered the other night.
It was also where they allegedly killed themselves.
Would it be bad luck to organize the wedding here?
Well... It was too late to think about that now.
The event hall was filled with people.
Werewolves of all ages and social classes were present, the lower class wolves sitting behind a red ribbon at both sides of the hall and the elites sitting at high tables close to the makeshift stage.
Standing on top of the stage were Elder Gita, Kaene, and Negan, who stood beside him as the best man.
When I noticed how the hall became silent and the way everyone turned their gazes to me, I gulped.
My father held my hand just then, forcing me to turn my gaze to him.
He had a warm smile on his face, giving me a reassuring nod as he led me to the altar.
