While the guests sat restlessly in the hall where the first ceremony would take place, and the many Alpha guests mingled among themselves and with the elders, the supreme Alpha walked into the hall, and everyone went silent in respect.
He was dressed in a gold traditional wedding attire with a long red cape trailing behind him, its collar thick and furry, and a silver crown adorned with deep red rubies from generations past resting on his head.
His expression, however, looked nothing like that of a groom marrying for joy, it was as cold and dark as ever, so severe that every person in the hall rose immediately to their feet and bowed, for he looked less like a man walking to his wedding and more like a man walking into war, sending shivers crawling down many spines.
Laila watched Sebastian with eyes glimmering with quiet possessiveness, still firmly convinced in her heart that this handsome, cold and unapproachable man was hers.
