Aiden’s POV

Everyone was smiling. Everyone except me.

I stood in front of Haven, my hands clasped together so tightly my knuckles had gone white, my gaze fixed somewhere beyond the crowd. Haven, in her immaculate gown, was blindingly smiling.

The elders who had forced me to this union, nodded approvingly. The pack, which had gradually grown over the months, watched closely with expectation.

And all I could think about was Rue.

Three years. I had used every resource to search for her for ...