Chapter 201

Caroline's POV Draven picked me up in his arms easily, holding me against his broad chest. My husband carried me through the main floor of the pack house. I felt weightless in his embrace as he climbed the grand staircase, my wedding dress flowing over his arm like a waterfall of white tulle. "My Luna," he whispered, his violet eyes glowing with possessiveness as he carried me down the hallway toward the master suite. When we reached the door, Draven paused, adjusting me slightly in his arms. "Would you do the honors, my love?" he asked. I reached out and turned the doorknob, pushing the door open. Draven stepped through with me still in his arms, then gently kicked the door closed behind us. The sight before me took my breath away. The master bedroom had been completely changed. One entire wall was made of glass, with elegant French doors opening onto a private balcony that overlooked the moonlit forest of our territory. Throughout the room, iron lanterns of different heights held fli