(God's POV)

Six months flew by, and the grand Royal Wedding of the Southern Territory finally commenced.

Olivia sat before a large vanity mirror, wearing a white gown with heavy embroidery that symbolized her noble status as the Wolf Queen. Thousands of diamonds embedded in the skirt sparkled dazzlingly under the lights.

Even after surviving life-and-death trials, her fingers still trembled slightly with nervousness as the moment to walk toward that man ...