*Author's POV*
"I am Alpha Zachary, the leader of the Crystal Moon Pack,"
Zachary said, his voice low and smooth, like a gentle breeze on a summer day.
His words were spoken with a calm confidence, a quiet authority that commanded
attention without demanding it.
"My sincerest apologies for missing your wedding ," Zachary
said, his voice filled with genuine regret, like a warm embrace on a cold day. ""It
was an unforeseen circumstance that demanded my presence, and I couldn't
possibly ignore it," he explained, his tone firm and resolute, like a strong
anchor in a turbulent sea. "
"No need to say sorry, Alpha Zachary," Isabella said, her
voice gentle and understanding like a
warm smile .
"Just call me Zach, please," Zachary said, his voice relaxed
and friendly, like a casual nod. He smiled warmly, his eyes crinkling at the
corners, as he invited Isabella to drop the formal title and connect with him
on a more personal level.
