#Chapter 445 – Wedding Preparations

Ella “Ella!” Cora shouts from the closet, her voice a little frantic. “Ella, help! Please!” I turn quickly towards the closet, a biscuit and a cup of coffee in each of my hands and Rafe strapped to my chest in his little carrier. “What’s wrong?” I call as I hurry towards her. But I see the problem immediately as I come to the door, with Cora wrapped up in yards of fabric and one of the stylists tugging fervently at the buttons which close the back. “It doesn’t fit,” Cora says, her face worried. “What?” I say, my eyes going a little wide. “But we did a fitting two days ago – did you –“ “I guess I got bigger,” Cora sighs, looking down at the little baby bump that makes me so happy to see. “I don’t know – it would be a ridiculous thing to consider with a human baby, but with the way these wolves grow? In leaps and bounds?” She looks back up at me, shaking her head. “I’m sorry Ella – what the hell are we going to do?” “We’re going to use the back-up dress,” I say, grinning widely