"You look good too, Sammy," Alex said.
Samuel gave a slight smile. "What about Kraven?"
"On his duty post," Kai replied.
"Okay." Samuel shifted his gaze toward Horace at the altar—and Xavier standing beside him as his best man.
The bells rang again.
And then—
She arrived.
A hush fell so complete it felt sacred.
Ariel entered the church on Elizabeth and Knox's arm. She held a beautiful bouquet of white and blue flowers, her steps steady, her presence luminous. She looked ethereal, wrapped in white silk that flowed around her like moonlight. Delicate lace hugged her form perfectly, the off-shoulder neckline revealing the elegant slope of her collarbones. Her hair fell in soft waves, a few strands pinned with silver accents that shimmered with every breath she took.
Horace forgot to breathe entirely.
Every eye followed her—but she saw only one person.
Horace.
The world narrowed to the space between them.
