Brad stood watching Piper, as she walked down the aisle towards him. She was wearing the dress she had designed for herself, for her Luna Ceremony all those years ago. She had not changed it one bit, but had made it from scratch, still hadn't spoken about why she'd ruined the other and kept it, had simply told him 'I needed to'.
Piper was beautiful as she walked towards him, all those layers of her dress swayed as she walked towards him. He really loved seeing her in it. He was happy she'd chosen to wear it. He'd been hoping deep down she would. Piper was carrying a cascade bouquet of blue orchids and white roses. Annabella’s Mate Lincoln, Piper’s great-grandfather, was escorting her down the aisle towards him.
Brad stood waiting for her, smiling right at her. He was wearing his pack sui
