The beach where Xander had first proposed years ago looked even more magical under the golden sunset. White rose petals lined the aisle, leading to an elegant arch of moonflowers and twinkling lights. The waves whispered gently against the shore, as if the ocean itself was holding its breath. The private stretch of coastline was filled with their closest family and pack members, creating an intimate yet meaningful atmosphere.
Claire stood at the beginning of the aisle on her father’s arm, her heart pounding with a mix of nerves and overwhelming joy. Her wedding dress was elegant and flowing — off-the-shoulder lace with a soft train that caught the breeze. Her ginger hair was styled in loose waves, crowned with delicate moonflowers. She looked radiant, glowing with the love she had fought
