Fragile Reflection

Fortunately, Harper soon came out of the fitting room quickly. Just sitting here had made me nod off a bit. Harper called my name softly, and my eyes snapped open. I was thankful that Harper didn’t seem to notice my strangeness. She was too wrapped up in her dress…as she should be. She lifted the hem of the big mating dress and walked around in front of her and Damian. Wolf shifters didn’t have the same superstitions about mates seeing the dress before the wedding, which I’d always loved. And I really loved the look on Damian’s face right now. It was one of absolute awe and worship. “What do you think?” she asked. “It’s beautiful,” I gushed. “My baby looks beautiful, no matter what she wears,” Damian replied, a giant grin on his face as he looked at his future mate. Harper beamed and walked over to kiss his cheek. Damian caressed her face affectionately.

I was so excited for them. They’d been together for a long time, and they’d already gone through so much. They’d been apart while Da