Married. Stephan couldn’t quite believe it. He looked around the large tent and smiled. Wolves sat around the tables, eating, laughing and chatting. The dance floor was full and honestly, it looked as if everyone was having a good time. He missed his parents and wished they could’ve been here for this special event and he allowed himself a moment to feel sad and angry. After those few minutes, he pushed his feelings aside and searched through the crowd for his wife. His wife! Stephan smiled like a lovesick puppy when he spotted her getting groovy on the dance floor with Sasha and Cheryl. Getting groovy? Wow, Stephan, how old are you? He chuckled softly as he pushed through the sweaty dancing bodies and gently pulled her into his arms.
“Hello wife,” he whispered in her ear.
“Hello husband
