“I know,” she said with a wink, linking arms with David as she glanced at the dainty silver watch on her arm. “It’s time. We need to get there and get in place so your bride will have someone to walk down the aisle toward besides the minister.”
“Let’s go,” he said, following them out the front door and climbing into the back of their car. Now, he was nervous. His leg shook involuntarily as they got closer and closer to the house.
“Alright, here we are,” David said as they pulled into the driveway. “Are you sure you want to go through with this? We can hide you away if we need to,” he said.
“David!” Niva chastised.
“I’ll take my chances,” Malcolm told him, “but keep your keys handy in case you see me running for it.”
“You two are awful. I don’t know why anyone would want to marry either of you,” Niva said.
“Oh, you know why,” David said with a wink.
“So nasty,” she muttered as she stepped out of the car, causing them both to laugh.
She gave them both a once over again before setting them free to do their last-minute preparations while she went to man the guest book.
“I’ve got to run to the old house for a moment and check on something, but I’ll be right back.”
“You better be. Don’t make me explain to a mother bear of eight why I didn’t get you to the wedding on time. I know she looks cute and harmless, but I have a feeling she could rip my hairy ass apart.”
“Oh, you better not ever doubt it. I live in fear. Be right back,” Malcolm told him, heading toward the old house.CHAPTER FORTY-ONEAutumn
Autumn was shaking like a leaf as she made her way toward the curtains that sat between the exit onto their patio and the large white curtains that hid her from the man she was about to marry.
This was it. She would like to say she had dreamed of this moment from the time she was a girl, but that wouldn’t be the truth. She had been promised to Trevor when she was still too young to think much about boys, and he was just a child.
The truth was, though, that the moment Malcolm had proposed, she felt like that little girl. She felt like all that time had been restored and she was just a giddy fifteen-year-old girl daydreaming about her wedding day, this wedding day.
“Where’s Foster?” she whispered to Clara and Rowanne as they took their places beside her.
“Here I am,” Foster replied, stepping up next to them with David in tow.
“Oh, okay. Good,” she said, breathing a sigh of relief. “Let’s get lined up.”
Clara and Rowanne took their places at the front on either side of David, prepared to walk down the aisle as a group. Foster stood beside her, ready to walk her down the aisle.
“I think we’re ready to go then, right?” Kara said, looking behind her, past Autumn.
Autumn turned around slowly to look, assuming she was talking to Niva, who had been fussing to make sure everyone had straight ties and every hair in place.
“We’re ready. I never thought I’d see the day you married a wolf, but I couldn’t be happier about it,” a familiar voice said.
Autumn gasped. Her knees almost gave way, and Foster was quick to catch her, with David moving in to steady her on her feet.
“Rain...” she said, choking back tears. “How?”
“Oh, careful now, Sissy. I don’t want you ruining your makeup right before I walk you down the aisle.”
“I think that’s my cue,” Foster said, just as the music began. He stepped forward and took Rowanne’s arm, leaving Clara to walk with David.
“How did you get here? How did you know?”
“Shh. We’ll talk about it later. Right now, I want a big ole smile on that face of yours. Your fiancé went through a lot of trouble to get me here so I could walk you down the aisle. Let’s not burst his bubble by having a meltdown.”
“Okay,” she managed, still staring at him as the music changed and the bridal march began.
She turned back, dimly aware that the other two couples had disappeared through the curtains. Taking a deep breath, she nodded at Niva, who pulled a pulley on one side of the curtains to open it.
“You look beautiful, by the way,” Rain told her, kissing her on the cheek. “Let’s go for a walk.”
The two of them stepped through the opening and began to slowly walk down the aisle in front of the thirty or so guests that had been invited. She was all smiles as they got closer and closer to Malcolm, who looked partly mesmerized and maybe a little petrified.
She couldn’t blame him. She had felt the same only moments ago. Now, she was a mixture of disbelief and ecstasy. She didn’t know how he had done this, when he had done it, but somehow, he had gotten her one of the things he knew she really wanted on this day. She could not be happier to marry a man that would do that for the woman he loved.