Basil beamed up at his father, overjoyed to see him. He didn't think he could have ever been happier than the moment the news came that his father had defeated the vampires, but seeing his father back in the Imperial City and being able to hug him made his heart swell with joy.
When the news had arrived, he embraced Delia and commissioned new gowns for her
to celebrate how much luck she seemed to have brought to the kingdom and prepare her to meet his father.
Their wedding would be the perfect capstone and celebration of the werewolf kingdom's victory.
"Father," Basil said, placing his arm around Delia and presenting her to Adolph proudly.
"This is my mate and soon-to-be wife, Delia."
She trembled a bit but didn't resist.
Delia had been nervous since that morning. She'd washed her hair three times, changed at least five times, and went through her entire jewelry collection trying to find an outfit that would make her look like the perfect daughter-in-law-to-be.
