Griffin
I am standing before the big mirror in my bedroom wearing an elaborate white and silver dress. Today I will be marrying Atlas. It’s not something werewolves usually do, but it was something he wanted. Khione and Aunt Syd had helped me pick out this dress. It’s not my style, but it suits me somehow. The top is sparkling and embellished with silver rhinestones. My hair is styled in a feminine spike, while my face has a natural makeup style.
I stand staring at myself, not believing I look like this. “I don’t look right,” I mumble to myself.
“You look beautiful,” My father suddenly appears behind me. He is wearing a formal chiton with his short black hair spiked up. He smiles as I turn towards him. “You look so much like Justine,” He graces his fingers on my cheek. “Oh, how I wish
