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The music started, and I had to laugh.
Animal, by Mike Snow.
Apparently, Liv didn’t always play by the rules, either.
Rory walked in first, wearing a light green dress. Mint, I think Liv called it, but fuck if I knew anything about women’s dresses and their colors.
Liv appeared just after that. She walked alone—she didn’t have any contact with the son of a bitch man who’d fostered her for a while, and she didn’t want anyone to walk her down the aisle. She’d told meshewas giving herself to me, no one else.
I stared at her. Mykel nudged me, and I knew he was as emotional as I was.
Fuck, I didn’t cry. A lot had gone down in my life, and I never shed a tear, but seeing Liv come down the aisle toward me made my eyes turn misty.
Mykel handed me a tissue. He was a saint of a best man, the only entourage I needed by my side the same way Liv had only wanted Rory.
Liv looked like a vision. She wore a white sheath dress that showed off her curves, and her dark hair had been put up in an intricate do. Her makeup was understated, not taking away from her natural beauty, and she had white flowers woven into her hair. She hadn’t chosen a veil because she’d said I saw who she really was, not only on the outside but on the inside, too.
A woman like Liv was hard to find.
Nix that; it was impossible. She was my everything, and I was the luckiest man on earth that she would be not only my fated mate among the shifters, but legally, my wife.
She smiled at me and swung her hips from side to side, shimmying to the music as she came toward me.
When she reached me, I wrapped an arm around her.
“I missed you,” I said. We’d stuck with the tradition of not seeing each other the night before the wedding.
“I’m here now,” she said with a smile. “And I’m not going anywhere.”
I wanted to kiss her. I pulled her closer, but the officiant cleared his throat.
I bristled, but I pulled back again. I would wait a while. This wouldn’t take long, would it?
I glanced at the cat shifter who’d been ordained to marry the shifters in the community. It was right to have one of our own take care of it. The shifter community was very big, and at the same time, it was very small.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” the officiant started. “We are here today to celebrate the union between Colter Price and Liv Clarke. I’m not going to bore you with a long speech.”
Thank fuck. All I wanted was to kiss my bride, to stick around for long enough that it was socially appropriate, and then slip away to a private island and make sweet love to the woman of my dreams.
“None of us thought Colter would find a woman who could tame him,” the officiant said, and everyone laughed. “But Liv, you did it. Colter is a better male because of you, and we’re happy to have you join our shifter family. You’re literally an angel.”
Liv giggled and glanced at me, her eyes dancing with laughter.
“Without wasting any more time, we’ll get right down to it. Colter, do you take Liv, to love and to hold, in sickness and in health, poverty and wealth, through the good times and the bad, for as long as you both shall live?”
“I do,” I said.
“And Liv, do you take Colter—”
“I do,” she said, cutting him off. “A thousand times over.”
The officiant grinned. “Then I now pronounce you husband and wife, the king and his queen, mates forever. You may now kiss—”
Before he could finish his sentence, I grabbed Liv, spun her around, and dipped her low to the ground. She yelped and held onto my shoulder. Her eyes locked on mine, and in them I saw forever.
I kissed her, a quick kiss, nothing too wild—I would keep that for later.
When I swung her back onto her feet, the shifters erupted into cheers, and I took Liv’s hand, interlinking our fingers.
