His Mate - 46. Epilogue

Samantha's POV

As I make my way to the doors I have to walk through. My breath grows uneven. These are the steps for the rest of my life, I say to myself.

Butterflies emerge in my stomach as I stare at the scene in front of me. Nothing could compare to this moment. I stare at my pack members who are all smiling vivaciously at me, I can't help but smile back. The rose petals on the floor drag along with my dress, but I don't care. I am happy.

My hair tickles my bare shoulders. I stare at my dad who is holding my arm so tight.

"You look beautiful, Samantha. I hate to say it, but you're all grown up." My dad's eyes fill with tears as we approach the alter. Mine do as well.

"I love you, dad."

We reach our destination. I turn to my father, the man who has guided me and taught me, as I prepare to say goodbye for the second time. There's nothing good about goodbyes, I don't know why it's in the name.

I hug him and wipe away a te