••• Charlotte’s POV •••
“Hayden?” I blurted out in surprise. “Why are you here? Where are the Omegas?”
His hand that was caressing my wedding gown stopped in its track before it dropped to his side and he turned around.
I nearly sucked in my breath and almost forgot to breathe when I saw how handsome he was.
Today, he was wearing a three-piece tailor-made black suit with a white shirt underneath and a slim tie, looking so sharp and dashing.
His slightly longer hair was combed and gelled back, making him look more mature, enigmatic, and yet charismatic than his usual self.
He stepped toward me and caressed my cheek. “I’m here to help you change into your wedding gown, Lottie.”
“Where did the Omegas go?” I asked.
Wouldn't he get into trouble if the Omegas spread the word that he was trying to sneak into this room?
“Don't worry about it, Lottie. Noah has taken care of them,” he replied softly as he began unbuttoning my pajamas slowly.