Ivonne POV
The wedding tune played in the background as I stood at the back of the crowd, my silver heels digging into the earth decorated with well trimmed grasses.
My slim yet curvy figure was concealed in a floor length silver dress Tobias had chosen for me. I recalled my shocked reaction when I had opened the box which contained the dress when it was sent to my room by Garret.
For a moment I wondered if he knew I was a silver wolf but brushed off the idea hence it was a far fetched notion which I didn't dwell on. The top part of the dress was made of a deep v neckline, the sleeves long and made of flower patterned lace.
My abdomen and waist was tightened in the corset style of the dress before the shiny material flowed freely from there downwards. I had modified the print design into a slit on my left leg.
