#Chapter 445- Wedding Preparations

Ella

“Ella!” Cora shouts from the closet, her voice a little frantic. “Ella, help! Please!”

I turn quickly towards the closet, a biscuit and a cup of coffee in each of my hands and Rafe strapped to my chest in his little carrier. “What’s wrong?” I call as I hurry towards her.

But I see the problem immediately as I come to the door, with Cora wrapped up in yards of fabric and one of the stylists tugging fervently at the buttons which close the back.

“It doesn’t fit,” Cora says, her face worried.

“What?” I say, my eyes going a little wide. “But we did a fitting two days ago did you -”

“I guess I got bigger,” Cora sighs, looking down at the little baby bump that makes me so happy to see. “I don’t know – it would be a ridiculous thing to consider with a human baby, but with the way these wolves grow? In leaps and bounds?” She looks back up at me, shaking her head. “I’m sorry Ella what the hell are we going to do?”

“We’re going to use the back-up dress,” I say, grinning widely and shoving the rest of the cookie in my mouth while I put my coffee down on a shelf. Then I move for a big white box I’ve kept secretly in the corner under a pile of other big white boxes.

“Oh, thank god,” the stylist murmurs under her breath, making me laugh.

and steps away to place a call on her phone. “We might need

this, Ella,” Cora sighs as I take the top off the box and reveal an identical wedding gown, just one size larger.

carrying it over. “I remember how unpredictable it

up her second

laugh a little, shaking my head and glancing over my shoulder at her. “So,” I

her voice high

and turn fully to her

head at me as she steps fully out of the dress and the stylist takes it away. ” You know that none of this has been important to me, and that Roger

my sister, the steamer still in my hand. “Don’t be anxious,

He burbles up at her, happily kicking his legs, making her laugh. “You’re more comfortable in the limelight than me, sis,” she says with a smile. “The

a mess at the coronation! I

at me with a smile.

at her, “you just be perfectly you! And it

arms across her chest. ” Actually, do you have a robe or something I can

at her and letting out a little burst of warm steam that

to work. But even as I point to the robe hanging up in a

feeling it’s going to be a

want everything to look the same, and like we couldn’t make something special for

jacket. To my chagrin, he wouldn’t consent to wear his little crown today – kept taking it off his head

laughs, looking around, “when you

hair. We decided not to wear our crowns today, wanting to be very much the siblings of the bride and groom instead of King and Queen, but well, we look nice without them

again in awe. “I mean, I told them my ideas, but this team – they really took it and ran.

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