Mason POV
Walking with Heather on my arm, she was dressed in a full-length formal gown and flat shoes. She felt she was tall enough to not need more height, which caused me to chuckle. Heather made sure my suit matched her dress in color, and I was glad she had great taste and style. We looked great together. Her hair was left out, making it flow over her shoulders and down her back. I love her hair, it was almost to her knees now, and I had heard her threaten to cut it more than once, but thankfully she had not gone through with her threats. As I walked with her, I was sure I was looking as proud as a peacock with all its plumes spread out on display. Showing how proud I was that I was going to be a dad, you could not take the smile off of my face. My wolf said he was confused, he though
