Chapter 12: A Broken Wolf

Francesca’s POV

From the moment I stepped foot outside of my bedroom, it felt as though I was submerged under water. My surroundings closed in around me and everything echoed. I barely remembered how I made my way to the drawing room and joined the other bridesmaids and my mother. Someone gave a short speech before we departed for the wedding tent. I don’t remember who it was or what it was they talked about specifically. I seemed to be moving on autopilot. I had completely dissociated.

I think my senses slowly came back to me when my mother and Alpha Ian began exchanging vows. Their words stuck to me like glue. I wished I wasn’t standing so close and that I could divert my gaze and not take the scene in, but I didn’t have a choice in the matter. For now, this was what I needed to do. It was happening whether I liked it or not. My fated mate was standing before me, and he was promising to spend the rest of his life loving no other person but my mother.

They finished exchanging th