~Grace~
I could tell Alex was furious. He sent a bone-chilling glare out into the crowd, silencing some of the objectors, but he couldn’t say anything himself.
The same was for me.
I shouldn’t argue with the objectors, it would just make myself look bad.
I knew that in a normal wedding, objections were merely that–words. And they were simply someone stating their opinion, they didn’t actually have any power over the ceremony.
But it was different, here, where the marriage would result in a joint ruling. If I was not accepted by the people, I would not be able to marry Alex.
My heart sank. Did people really hate me that much?
“Sit down! Grace is the best thing that has happened to the Black Lycan clan and you all know it!” Enzo’s voice carried out sharply, silencing the crowd.
