My Mafia Mate
As I finished, Logan’s eyes glistened beneath the sunlight streaming in through the high stained glass windows, and a smile spread across his face.
The officiant then asked for the rings, and Clara, my maid of honor, stepped forward to hand them to us. Logan took the ring and slid it onto my finger, his touch gentle and sure. With a shaky hand, I took his ring and placed it on his finger.
Then, the officiant pronounced us husband and wife, and Logan pulled me into his arms for our first kiss as a married couple. I felt our wolves intertwine in that moment, a sensation that was both exhilarating and impossibly beautiful. He dipped me low, and my fingers curled into his hair, and the sounds of
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