The Cermesi wedding - II

As I walked with the bouquet of flowers, lilies and daisies, with the box of the ring sitting in the middle of it, I made deliberate effort for Fang to observe how much I meant my words. 

Dresses usually faired in a heap of skirts, one on top of each other. However, Fang would miss the swaying of my hips for the world. I was pretty sure he could only see my waist move up and down but I had a good amount of bottom to be noticed through that thick a fabric. As I approached the wedding arch, I turned to go and stand behind Hailey. The moment I turned to look at Fang, he appeared nothing less to a furious predator. 

A lot about his aura would even scare an Alpha but who was he kidding? Like I would ever be on that list.