Page 35 of Vibing Unity

Which was why I went over and smacked him. “And I thought we were friends? How could you not tell me? Both of you? You were my first wolfie friends and you didn’t tell me you—”

“It’s our fault,” Ellen muttered. “We’re not sure how our family will take us having wolf mates.” She sighed when I couldn’t hide my shock and then anger. “Not like—they’re not racist.”

“We’re already going against tradition by breaking away from being knights and doing this,” Avril explained. “It’s not that—it hasn’thappenedmuch.” She shared a glance with Ellen. “We’re not sure when it last was that someone from our family has mated outside of dragons. Colton will be the first in generations. Now us?”

“I get it, I get it,” I cut in. “But they also deserve better.”

Sean waved off whatever Avril might have said. “We’re not ready. I’m not. To be mated into the Rothchild clan is a huge thing, and… We’re not there. We just figured it out, and—we want to take the time we need. Like you did.”

I was glad when everyone there winced since that wasn’t really what Hudson had decidedfor me. But it did leave me with a question. “Just figured it out?”

Avril and Ellen shared a look, Ellen answering me. “You’re so powerful and your magic—you didn’t have the normal dragon response from what I’ve heard you say. It’s more subtle and even more so between different species. We met Sean a few times when you started all of this, but I really only saw Marshall from across the room. It’s not fireworks for us like you described.”

“Or it’s because Prince Hudson is so powerful as well,” Avril added.

I nodded like I understood, but I didn’t. I mean, I did, everyone was different, but… It was all hard to explain.

As long as I got it off my list to handle, and hopefully I wouldn’t have any more visions about this, I was happy. I wished them the best and checked they would be at the wedding Saturday, glad that they were happy to be there.

Sean came like he was going to give me a hug, but I backed away and pointed towards Avril’s office when he looked offended. I wasn’t hugging the damn wolf after what I’d just seen.

Marshall didn’t even try, probably feeling the same.

There was a flurry of errands after that and mostly until the wedding. I had shoes that worked. I had to approve the final dress and it was gorgeous.

Instead of the normal spa day with my bridal party, I booked one for Julian and me. He seemed shocked, but I said I wanted some calm with him before the crazy and he gave in.

He always gave in… Plus, I wanted to see him get a pedicure and let him pick out what my nails looked like.

It was cute and we had a good time.

Even if I wanted to tell a few women to fuck off and stop staring at my man. I was using the glamour I wore now when I went around as his partner so people didn’t know who I was.Butit was clear we were there as a couple, and one bitch had the balls to come chat him up.

Julian wasthrilledat my reaction and how jealous I got.

Yeah, he always was because that meant he got to act the same.

Well, I didn’t drag the bitch away from him by her hair, so I acted better than she did. I interrupted her to say we were theretogether and trying to talk and she basically told me to not be “that girl” and petty jealous.

That was when Julian interjected and told her to sod off and not disrespect me again.

Only my sexy Brit could get away with that.

But we had fun, and he picked out white nails with some pretty emerald flowers on them. I wasn’t shocked at all. I did my toes sparkly emerald for him, and he liked having his mark on me that way.

We got massages, and I had a quick hair trim by fairies who were ready for us. Julian was nervous, and I thought maybe he was worried they’d chop my hair or something.

It was for what came after.

He brought me back to where we were staying and sat me down before pulling out a large ring box.

And another jewelry box.

Huh? I thought he was giving me a bracelet?

“The five of us talked and I cheated,” he said gently. “Even if you’re healed and at the point to wear the ring Darby gave you, you don’t want to. You’re scared if you do, history will repeat itself like when you gave him another chance. Like when you did with me—any of us.”

I swallowed loudly. “Yes.”

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