Chapter 243

Celia

The grand lycan palace was alive with anticipation, every corner adorned with flowers and delicate decorations in celebration of our wedding day. Two weeks had passed in a blur since the night Jasper had proposed to me in front of my pack.

And every day after that seemed like a dream to me. I would wake up and pinch myself, wondering if it was all my imagination.

But it was true, every single moment of it…just like today.

The air was thick with the sweet scent of blooming roses, and the palace echoed with laughter and the sound of joyous conversations.

In my room, the one I used to live in before I moved in with Jasper, a sense of nervous excitement filled the room as I sat before a beautifully crafted vanity mirror, surrounded by my maids and my dear friend, Nymeria. Their skilled hands moved with grace, tending to every detail to transform me into the radiant bride I aspired to be.

The maids began to braid my long, dark hair, weaving flowers and jewels into it.

As their nimble