He stood up and quickly hugged me. We both fell back on my bed mattress. “I didn't marry Nichole.”

His breath was warm on my cheeks but my hand didn’t dare move as I tried to caress his face.

“Miles...”

He swallowed and stared at my lips. “Tomorrow night, I'm rescheduling our wedding. You'll apologize to Clarke and the entire Wolf Moon Pack. Nichole will be there too.”

My broken heart cracked into a thousand broken pieces again. “So I was the one who’s wrong yesterday?”

He inhaled a sharp breath and quickly removed his body from mine. “Of course you are. You ruined the whole wedding and—and what you...