Meryl's POV
The wedding chaos consumed everything around me like a whirlwind I couldn't escape. Every corner I turned, someone needed an immediate decision about flowers, fabric, music, or menu choices. The sheer magnitude of a royal wedding meant that every tiny detail required perfection, and the pressure felt suffocating. Teams of designers worked around the clock on my gown alone, with specialists from different packs contributing their expertise to create something worthy of an Alpha King's bride.
The ceremony venue transformed daily as workers constructed what looked more like a grand coronation hall than a simple wedding space. I caught whispers that the entire event would be broadcast live throughout all werewolf territories, making this not just our special day but a spectacle for thousands to witness.
