*~Leon's POV~*
Earlier that day….
Wedding day — it's supposed to be the happiest day of your life, right?
The day you marry the one you love most. The day you hold their hands and swear to spend forever together.
Right?
But I wasn't feeling that.
Or maybe I would… eventually. The wedding had just started, after all.
I stood at the altar wearing the most expensive wedding robe they could find in all of New Orleans. Standing right before the altar, Cayden walked up to me and helped adjust my tie.
"Such a sexy tie," he muttered. "Too bad it's on the neck of someone I want to kill."
I chuckled softly. "You don't mean that, do you?"
"Oh, I really do." He smirked, dusting imaginary lint off my shoulders. "Mess up today, Leon, and I'll make sure you pay for it. Aurora's gone because of you. And now you're about to marry the woman who made her life hell. Be a good man, Leon."
He patted my cheek and walked off, leaving the air thick with warning.
Then the High House doors opened.
