Meryl's POV
The sleek black Lamborghini glided to a stop outside the grand venue, and my breath caught in my throat. No matter how hard I tried to appear composed, the sheer magnitude of this moment overwhelmed me. Brilliant lights illuminated the entrance while photographers positioned themselves strategically, their cameras ready to capture the arrival of the new Alpha King and his Luna Queen. The crowd gathered outside pressed forward eagerly, their excited murmurs creating a buzz of anticipation that made my pulse quicken.
The black gown I wore hugged my curves perfectly, its delicate silver threads catching the light with every subtle movement. Gavin sat between Andre and me, looking absolutely adorable in his miniature tuxedo that perfectly matched his father's elegant attire. Both of my men looked devastatingly handsome, and I found myself grinning despite the butterflies wreaking havoc in my stomach.
