Grayson's POV

Shirley walks out of Bella's Bridal at exactly 3:52.

She's calm. Composed. Sliding into the passenger seat like nothing happened.

"Well?" I keep my voice flat. "Did you get what you wanted?"

"The dresses were lovely." She fastens her seatbelt. "Drive to the Wolf Council building. I'll sign your papers."

My heart lurches. "You're serious?"

"A deal is a deal." She examines her nails. "You held up ...