Chapter 111: _ The Soon-to-be Bride
Seriously? Did Álvaro just call ending up with Axel as unlucky?
Pfft!
I choked on a laugh. In my opinion, Camilla was about to become the most unlucky woman on the planet, getting engaged to such a beast.
Yes, ask me and I’d firmly tell you Álvaro was not a man.
Yet, none of them would see this. Not the stupid Camilla, not my father, nobody. They brushed the talk about Axel aside and proceeded to spend the next twenty minutes deciding on a date for the wedding.
Then it’s settled," Don Diego declared. "The wedding will take place in twenty-eight days."
Camila let out a delighted gasp, her hands flying to her chest like she had just been crowned queen. "¡Dios mío! Just twenty-eight days?" she squealed, literally vibrating in her chair. "Oh, I need to start planning immediately! The dress, the decorations, the food—I want the grandest wedding the pack has ever seen."
Álvaro, sitting beside her, smirked. "Don’t worry, mi amor. My family will ensure it is nothing short of spectacular."
"Oh?" Camila blinked at him like he was the Prince Charming in Snow White. "How spectacular are we talking?"
Luna Ana straightened her shoulders, tilting her chin with the same quiet elegance Camila had been trying to imitate her whole life. "Spectacular enough to put every wedding before it to shame," she said smoothly. "A celebration worthy of a future Luna."
Camila made an embarrassing sound—half a squeal and half a breathy sigh. Oh, gosh. I regret having her as a sister at this point.