Chapter 0442

Nina

Weeks passed after the party in the woods. Enzo and I realistically had all of the time in the world to plan our wedding, but neither of us wanted to wait. We planned to have the wedding on New Year's Eve, which only gave us a few weeks to plan, but with the help of our friends and my father, it was possible.

My father hired the best seamstress in the entire werewolf realm to make me a custom wedding gown that was perfectly fitted to my body. When I first saw how the finished product looked on me, I cried huge crocodile tears. Lori and Jessica cried, too, and the three of us hugged tightly.

The wedding was to be held in my father's mansion. A few days beforehand, Enzo and I went to the werewolf realm along with our friends, and all of us spent those days in the mansion. My father was happy to have the company, and my friends were excited to roam the halls of a royal castle while we prepared for the wedding.

But something was missing. Something huge, and something that I couldn't bring myself to look past.

My mom - my adoptive mom - and my brother weren't here. They were still in Europe with my aunt, and I wasn't able to get a hold of them no matter how hard I tried. And now it was the morning of my wedding, the morning of New Year's Eve, and I gave up entirely on trying to call my mom. Call after call went to voicemail, and she hadn't answered any of my letters. Maybe she got too caught up in taking care of Taylor, or maybe she was scared of me now that my wolf had emerged. Either way, I just hoped that they were both safe.

Thankfully, during those few weeks my father's troops had successfully dredged out all of the Crescents they could find. The rest of the Crescents scattered. My father found Lewis and Ronan's father conspiring together, and put both of them in prison in the werewolf realm. Enzo made sure to have a special hand in torturing Lewis for information. So, thankfully, I knew that my mom and my brother hadn't been hurt by the Crescents, because the Crescents were now nothing more than a few tiny factions of rebels who were in hiding.

Maybe they really did just want nothing to do with me anymore. So long as they were both healthy and safe, I figured that I could live with that.

On the morning of my wedding, however, I felt my heart sink more and more when I should have been excited. Even as Lori and Jessica, my maids of honor, helped me put on my dress, I had to blink back tears because the woman who raised me wasn't there to see it. As I put my veil on, I wished that she was there to put it on for me, and to hug me and tell me that she was proud of her little girl. I wished that I was crying tears of joy instead of tears of sadness.

with my hair in perfect black curls cascading down my back and a delicate necklace around my neck, I really did look like a bride. We looked in the mirror for

wider. "Come outside," she said, tugging me along by my hand toward the door. "And close your

while Lori held my shoulders firmly and

a surprise," Lori said. I could hear her smile through my

brow, but did as they asked. All of the wedding preparations were done by now, and I was fully dressed and couldn't see Enzo now before the ceremony, so unless they were planning on breaking tradition or surprising me with some small gift, I was a bit confused. I felt them guide me out into the chilly air, then carefully led me down the steps. Once we were at the bottom, I

Jessica said, letting go of my hand.

As I squinted against the light, two

Taylor?" I whispered,

in a tuxedo and a dress. My mom had tears in

caught in my throat as I rushed forward and threw my arms around

other, crying and laughing. When we

bride," she whispered, wiping her tears away

still a dork, though," Taylor chimed in, to which I responded by punching him gently on

own tears with a handkerchief, "What happened? How did you get

honey," my mom interjected with an apologetic look. "And I'm sorry. But this was supposed to be a surprise. Your father asked me not to talk

my mom spoke. "You... You talked

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