I step out of the room in a royal blue flowing gown, with golden embroidery all along the hem and around my arms with my twisted curls cascading down over one shoulder– a style that took nearly two hours for the hairdresser to complete.
Excitement and nerves escort me like bodyguards down the stairs where all three of my Prince Charmings wait for me, their eyes full of awe and wonder, shimmering with admiration.
It feels like a fairytale, each one of them dashing in their suits.
"You look beautiful." Grayson breathes, his eyes remaining trained on me as I come to a stop at the base of the stairs.
I can't control the blush that creeps up on my cheeks as my eyes rake over my handsome Alpha, his white three-piece suit most likely tailor-made with gold interwoven in an intricate design.
