Lindsey POV
I adjusted the train of my wedding dress, clutching my bouquet of flowers to my chest. My hair hung loose down over my shoulders while I glanced over my shoulder at my mother who was wearing a pale pink dress and holding her own small bouquet. She looked at me with a smile. "Are you nervous?" she asked.
I was, but only to the extent that I was excited. I had finally realized that Julian was my fated mate, letting go of all my fears and inhibitions and letting myself be open to love. I hadn't felt the mate bond until I had been ready. Julian, had been the same, both of us finally feeling the mate bond once we were actually fully in love with each other. It had been surreal. It didn't always happen like that, but our wolves had been sneaky, keeping it to themselves, as though
