Chapter 112. Rebellious

Adira’s POV

I was wearing a creamy white dress with a low back, and my hair was pinned in a hairdo but some of it is falling out but it’s alright. I liked it. It didn’t have to be perfect because nothing in life is, everything has flaws. Getting into my heels, I breathed in and descended the stairs, meeting my grandfather in the main hallway of the chapel. He smiled at me and I felt tears in my eyes.

“You’re beautiful,” he said, linking our arms.

“Everyone’s ready,” Leila whispered, smiling at me, “And the groom is anxious.”

The music started, indicating for us to go in and I inhaled again as we took a step inside. The chapel was captivating, high vaulted ceiling, and rich ornamentation, the atmosphere was perfect for this important occasion.

Everyone got to their feet, bowing as we walked in the candlelit aisle. My mate was standing next to the officiator, next to Aspen, Jett, and Azriel, his best men. They looked extremely handsome in