CALIFF

Shadow looked ethereal— stunning, in her black floor-length gown. I might have to put a massive effort into my self-control tonight, and being possessive was a part of who we were—our natural instinct towards our mate.

“I want you to wear this.” I put a tennis diamond necklace around her neck that I bought last week to accessorize her dress.

“A family heirloom?” She traced her fingers over the jewelry. “It’s beautiful.”

“No. A gift.” I kissed my mark on her neck as I looked at her reflection in the mirror. “Not as beautiful as you, baby.”

“You’re not bad yourself, Alpha.” She turned around, fixing my tux. “You...