Oh gosh, oh gosh, oh freakin' gosh! Its our wedding day, today. I was freaking out! Why was I freaking out though? I was marrying the one guy I love. I shouldn't be nervous. Should I?

No, you shouldn't. Just man up and get that damn dress on. You're wasting time! You're getting married in ten minutes for heavens sake! My wolf scolds. Gosh, angry much?

Okay, okay. Calm your beans woman. I say, rolling my eyes. I quickly get my dress on, which Dylan's mum dropped off in our room. Dylan was getting ready in his parents' room.

I hear a knock on the door. "Are you ready?" I open the door and see Dylan's brother, Jackson, standing there.

"Uh yeah, I guess so."

"Alright, come on." I take deep breaths as we walk downstairs and towards the front of the door. "Wait, I can't. I'm scared."

"Why you scared? Don't you want to marry Dylan?"

"Of course I do.. But, I don't know. Its just nerves."

"Would you like some water?"

"No, no. Sorry, let's go?" He nods and opens the door. We walk out and walk towards this big crowd. Oh gosh, oh gosh, oh gosh. Okay, I can do this. They all stand up and look towards me. "Will you walk me down the aisle?" I ask. Yeah I know, Dylan won't be so happy but its not a big deal. After all, this is our wedding day and I am marrying him. So, he shouldn't have to worry.

"Of course." I loop my arm in his and we walk down the aisle to the classic music of a wedding. Well, it wasn't really an aisle but it was. I see Dylan at the end and he's smiling away and looking as handsome as ever. Hell, he always looks handsome.

We soon reached the end and as soon as he took my hands in his, my nerves flew out the window.

"You look absolutely gorgeous, as always." He whispers. I blush and bite my lip. I look him up and down as I was closer to him. His hair was neater and not messy. It was styled and had gel in it. I preferred it messy. Either way though, he looked fab.

"You don't look so bad yourself."

"Of course I don't look so bad. Have you seen me? I'm fucking sexy." I giggle and we turn our attention to the minister guy.

"We are gathered here today, to witness the marriage of Alpha Dylan Alfred Zanders and Luna Alexis Catherine Lee." I giggle.

"Alfred?" I whisper to Dylan.

"Shoosh." I giggle. It was a funny name for him.

The minister guy goes on and on and before I know it, we're saying 'I do'. Finally.

"Do you, Dylan Alfred Zanders, take Alexis Catherine Lee to be your lawful wedded wife?"

Dylan looks at me, grinning. "I do." He places the ring on my finger. The minister guy turns to me, clearing his throat.

"Do you, Alexis Catherine Lee, take Dylan Alfred Zanders to be your lawful wedded husband?"

I look at Dylan, smiling back at him. "I do." I place the ring on his finger.

"By the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride." As soon as the word 'bride' left his mouth, Dylan had pulled me into a kiss.

The crowd erupted in celebration and you could hear Chase clearly in the crowd.

"Get in there Dylan boy!" Weirdo.

Dylan picked me up bridal style. How ironic. He carried me to a horse carriage. How could I have not noticed that?

"Where we going?" I ask.

"To the partay hall."

"Partay?"

"Party, darling, party."

"Couldn't you say party instead of partay?"

"Nope." I roll my eyes. I can still hear cheers as people had followed us to see us off. "I love you, baby."

"I don't love you." He chuckles, obviously detecting my lie. "Okay of course I love you, you numpty."

"I know." The horses started trotting and we were waving bye to the others. "We're going to be riding around for a bit whilst the rest of the pack get there. We're arriving after."

"Fashionably late?"

"More like a grand entrance."

"Oh right, I see."

"That's a beautiful dress, but you're way more beautiful."

"I am, am I?"

"Of course you are."

"You're not handsome."

"I'm not?"

"No." I try keeping a straight face. Of course he was handsome. He was always beyond handsome. Even when he's just woken up he looks handsome, and sexy.

"Come on, you know I am." I shake my head and he begins poking my arm.

"Oww, you hurt me." I say, looking at him with puppy eyes and a pout. He smirks and places a kiss on my lips. I grin and kiss him back. He pulls back.

"We'll save that for later."

"Hm right okay. Like we'll actually be doing anything."

"Of course we are. We're going on our honeymoon."

"Where we going?"

"Well, that's the thing.. I'm Alpha and you're Luna.. We can't really just leave the pack soooo I've got an idea." I don't reply, thinking he'll expand on that and actually tell me his idea. But he doesn't. I roll my eyes.

"Care to explain that idea?"

"Oh, uh no. Its a surprise."

"Ugh fine." I roll my eyes and enjoy the view of the scenery. Dylan's arm snaked around my waist where it usually is anyway. So, nothing new obviously. But I didn't mind it, I liked it. It gave me comfort.

***

"We're here now." Dylan states. I go to get down but he stops me. "Hang in there."

"Want to be a good gentleman?"

"No, I want to be a good husband." I try to stop the smile forming on my face but I can't. That was such a sweet thing to say.. He got down and walked to my side. He held out his hand for me and helped me down.

He kissed my hand and thanked the horseman guy. We walked hand in hand to where the party thing was being held.

We walked in and all the attention was turned to us. Gosh, I hate attention sometimes and when I mean sometimes I mean now.

They all stared our way. I didn't like it one bit. It was much like the ceremony. They all erupted in cheers again.

Soon, the music started playing and Dylan guided us to the centre of a circle that had just formed.

Oh gosh, were we going to dance in front of everyone? Nerves building up. Oh gosh. Why the hell was I so nervous?!

Dylan put one hand on my waist and took my hand in his other hand while I put my other hand on his shoulder. Basically, the classic dance pose.

We started dancing along to the music, people cheering and cooing. They were probably cheering as we just got married but cooing at how we make such a 'cute couple'.

"You're a good dancer, I never thought you could dance."

"And why's that, love?"

"I don't know.. Cos you're a guy? No wait uh because you're you?" He chuckles at my answer and shakes his head.

"Well, you thought wrong."

"I did."

"Yeah, you did! Ha, I was right."

"Well, actually.. You weren't right about anything."

"Don't ruin my moment, I may never get this again." I take my hand off his shoulder and slap his chest. By now, people had joined the dance floor to dance so no one really noticed. I placed my hand back on his shoulder. "What was that for?"

"For being a doof."

"I complimented you though."

"How so?"

"I was basically saying you get everything right? And I'm always wrong?"

"Oh, well thanks?"

"Mhmm." We finish dancing and go get ourselves some drinks. "Its short notice and all but this has turned out to be a great day."

"Yeah, it has. I love you."

"Hm yeah, I love you too.. Mrs Zanders."

"Oh gosh yeah, I'm now Mrs eh?"

"Yeah and I'm still Mr."

"I know that, I'm not a idiot.. You are." I grin.

"Hey."

"I love you really."

"Hm yeah, but you know I love you more."

"Sure you do."

"I do, baby. Forever and always."