The night drifted down to touch the trees a little sooner than Quinn had expected it to. The preparations for the ceremony were made, food and drinks were being served, and the pack was merry.
In all of this, Quinn stood in her room, wearing her white dress. Zayd had already left, but she didn’t get to see him. Marcia had cruelly forbidden them from seeing each other. She said it’d be a lot more sensational to meet when the ceremony began.
While that was probably true, she’d wanted to see him in that white suit he said he’d wear, a hug or two would’ve been nice before the ceremony too, but there would always be time after, right?
Her hair and makeup, which was done by Marcia was simple and yet beautiful, and so was her dress. It was an off-shoulder design that wafted against her ankl
