Chapter 83

Wolfe’s POV. The car pulled up in front of the reception was being held. I glanced out the window and caught sight of the grand entrance, flanked by photographers and eager guests, all ready to capture every moment of our arrival. I sighed, shooting Makenna a sideways glance. “Ready to face the madness?” I asked, half-joking. She squeezed my hand. “With you? Of course.” As we walked toward the entrance, a cheer went up from the crowd. The flash of cameras was blinding, but I didn’t care. I had Makenna by my side, and for once in my life, I felt like everything was exactly where it was supposed to be. We were greeted with an overwhelming flood of well-wishers, handshakes, and congratulatory hugs. I smiled and nodded, barely processing half of what was being said. My mind was still caught up in that kiss in the car, in the way she’d looked at me like I was her whole world. As we made our way into the reception hall, I couldn’t help but lean down and whisper in her ear. “You’re the