Page 192 of Finding the Forward: Part Two
Derva and Freddie were no longer together.
“Um, thank you?” It still seemed weird.
Jonas gave him a hard look. “You could say that literally any other time than at her wedding.”
“You look beautiful. I’ll go sit now.” Freddie went down the hall but in a different direction than the gardens.
“Fucker.” Mercy made a face.
“Pretty sure he’s here to network. He was really working the room last night,” Creed told me as we headed out to the lush gardens.
“Yeah, he tried to corner Stu earlier,” Jonas replied. “He has a new team and a new agent, what else could he want?”
“Everything. Freddie always wants more,” I shrugged. “As long as he doesn’t cause trouble or makes people uncomfortable he can stay.”
We left the castle and entered the lush gardens. Roses and omega lilies decorated the gazebo. Our guests sat in white chairs, and there were more lilies and roses everywhere, besides all the flowers in the garden. I could see the giant tent where the reception would be later.
The late June air was warm, but the late afternoon breeze kept it from being stifling. Classical music played softly.
Dad escorted me to the gazebo and gave me a kiss on the cheek. “Congratulations.”
He, Creed, and Dare went to take their seats. Dad sat next to Mumsy, who wore a lilac dress and a matching hat. Harry wrangled the littles. Mama, Baba, Chance, and Hale were there with them. Grace and her pack sat right behind them. Riley waved at Mercy.
Jonas and Mercy stood behind me in the gazebo. The crowd was a sea of pastels with many epic wedding hats. Saphira waved at me, and so did Dr. Winters, whose bow tie and suit were green. So many people had come out to Greece, which I hadn’t been expecting. Though we had helped a number of people make it out, like Grif’s family.
Grif’s older sister, Sissy, took her place under the gazebo, wearing a floral dress. He’d wanted her to officiate. Her dark red hair was up. She was as pale as Grif but had many more freckles. One of her alphas held her little girl on his lap.
AJ, wearing a tux that matched Jonas’ and an omega lily boutonniere, took his place on the opposite side of the gazebo, but not before kissing me.
“You look breathtaking,” he whispered.
The wedding coordinator came up to us with her tablet and headset. “Everyone’s in place. Are you ready?”
My belly fluttered as I looked down at the empty aisle. Here I was. At my wedding. In a moment, Grif would walk down the aisle.
Love and reassurance flowed through the pack bond.
I glanced at Jonas and AJ, then nodded. “I’m ready.”
“Perfect.” The wedding coordinator nodded and left the gazebo.
A moment later, the string quartet played a song that Grif had selected. The littles walked down the aisle, throwing white rose petals from baskets. Hope wore a little gold dress, Tru and Pax had on little gold suits. Well, Pax spun around in circles, then dumped the rest of his basket on Hale. When they got to the gazebo, they waved at me. Harry motioned for them to join him. Pax took his seat. Tru ran over to Grace. Hope climbed on Dad’s lap.
I exhaled sharply as Grif, in his white tux, with his gold vest and tie, took his place, holding onto Dean’s arm. The music changed to Grif’s favorite classical song and everyone stood.
“Fuck, that’s sexy,” I muttered. My pussy gushed at the sight. His red beard, which had gotten bushy during playoffs, was now neatly trimmed, as was his hair.
“That’s my brother there,” Sissy laughed. “But yeah, he and Dean clean up well.”
Oh, I couldn’t wait to take that tux off him.
Did I have to wait until after the reception? Maybe we could sneak away for a moment after taking photos.
Grif’s eyes fell on me. Love and lust flowed through the bond from both him and Dean.
Sheer giddiness coated me as Dean walked Grif down the aisle. When they got to the gazebo, Dean gave him a kiss, then took his place next to AJ.
“Hi,” Grif mouthed as he gazed into my eyes.
