Chapter Eighty-Eight

ALPHA CHARLES POV

Andrew and Matt are wandering around looking for their mates with no luck, but if I had to guess by the expressions on their faces, they're not too upset about not finding them as they sit at the table with their friends. Damon is supposed to be walking out those doors any second, and I pray to the Goddess he doesn't go straight to Elle and instead sits his ass down, not calling more attention to them than necessary.

"Lastly, the reason we are all here to celebrate tonight, Alpha Damon Ledger," comes Harry's voice over the loudspeaker, as the big oak doors swing open, revealing Damon in a suit that matches Elle's dress, with the same flowers inside his breast pocket. As soon as I saw his face and how he zeroed in on her, I knew that he wouldn't sit down quickly. Taking the room in long, confident strides, Damon was at her side within a millisecond, leaning down and whispering in her ear before pulling her away from the table to the middle of the dance floor with a