Voren melted instantly. The serious Alpha vanished completely, replaced by this incredibly loving father who was head over heels for his little girl.

He bent down and scooped her up effortlessly into his arms, pressing his forehead gently against hers. "May I have this dance, my little princess?"

Esperanza exploded into the cutest giggles ever and wrapped both arms tightly around his neck. "Of course, Daddy."

The music started up again, and this time Voren danced slowly while holding his daughter close. The little girl snuggled right against him, smiling from ear to ear with pure happiness.

Watching the two of them together filled Seraphine’s heart with so much overwhelming warmth that her eyes got all misty. This... this was the family she had dreamed about her whole life, the kind of love that made everything else fade away.

Before she could get too swept up in all those emotions, Humphrey came over with a respectful smile and offered his hand. "May I?"

Seraphine smiled back warmly and placed her hand in his. Their dance was calm and lighthearted, full of cheerful little exchanges, and before long the next song started and partners switched again.

Desmond stepped up next, giving her this playful bow that made her laugh out loud before he swept her onto the dance floor. By the time their dance finished, Einstein was already heading her way, but someone else reached her first.

Stanley.

He smiled warmly as he looked between the bride and groom. "Congratulations to the strangest, most perfect couple in the universe." His laughter rang out loud and clear.

"I honestly never saw this coming, not even after I got the invitation." He shook his head with pure amusement. "But seeing you two together like this, I finally get it. Love really does speak its own crazy language."

Both Seraphine and Voren laughed right along with him. Voren was still dancing with Esperanza the whole time, never allowing anyone to take her place.

Stanley rubbed the back of his neck a little apologetically. "I hate that I have to bail already. I’m on duty tonight and I still need to get ready." His expression turned completely sincere. "I really wish you both a lifetime of the happiest days you can imagine."

After warm hugs and more congratulations, Stanley headed out.

Not long after, Pete showed up with Nicole and Callum. Pete gave an apologetic smile. "We’ve gotta head out too."

While Pete quietly talked with Voren about a few last details, Seraphine turned to Nicole. "How are you all getting back to the pack?"

Nicole smiled reassuringly. "Corvine took care of everything. He said a helicopter’s waiting for us, so we’re leaving a bit early to get set up before everyone else shows up."

A huge wave of relief washed over Seraphine. "That’s perfect." She beamed brightly, excited by how Corvine had handled everything before she even had a chance to think about it.

Thinking through it, she really hoped that Corvine would end up with Jasmine, or with someone who wouldn’t pull him away from her side. Her relationship with Corvine had taken ages to reach this point, and she knew he was completely irreplaceable. "Then I’ll see all of you there soon."

Nicole nodded. "We’ll be waiting."

Seraphine had more questions to ask, especially about Nicole and Pete, but now wasn’t the time.

Callum congratulated her warmly before heading out with Nicole and Pete. He was aware of the rules that this wedding was a massive secret and he was happy Seraphine had married Voren. What he couldn’t wait for was the look on Ravyn’s face when he found out the truth. This was going to be interesting.

One by one they said their heartfelt goodbyes and left the yacht.

As Seraphine watched them go, she slowly realized something big. Every human guest had already headed home. Only the yacht crew was left.

The celebration had quietly turned into this intimate gathering of family and pack members, exactly how it was meant to be.

Finally, Einstein got his moment. He walked toward Seraphine with so much raw emotion written all over his face. She smiled softly and placed her hand in his. Together they stepped onto the dance floor as gentle music wrapped around them.

Neither of them said anything at first. The silence between father and daughter carried years of hidden truths, all those unanswered questions, and a deep love that had waited way too long to finally shine through.

As they moved slowly across the floor, powerful emotions crashed over Seraphine like a tidal wave. She looked straight into his eyes, her own starting to glisten with unshed tears.

Her voice came out soft and full of everything she’d been holding inside. "Why didn’t you ever tell me you were my real dad?"

Einstein froze the moment the question left her lips, completely caught off guard. His mouth parted, but the words refused to come out.

Pain and guilt battled openly across his face as he desperately searched for an answer that would not hurt Seraphine any further than she had already been hurt.

Before he could gather his thoughts, sudden movement nearby stole both of their attention. They instinctively turned toward it. Not far away stood Vladimir and Oriana. The tension between them was impossible to miss.

Vladimir’s face had gone dark with raw anger. His fists were clenched so tightly that the veins in his forearms stood out, as though he was barely holding himself back from punching the nearest wall.

Across from him, Oriana stood silently, tears streaming steadily down her cheeks. Her shoulders trembled, yet she could not bring herself to meet his eyes.

Vladimir took another step closer, his patience clearly running out. "Are you going to tell me or not?" His voice carried across the deck, rough with frustration and deep heartbreak.

Oriana’s lips trembled. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to answer, but no sound came out. Fresh tears rolled down her face instead. She simply stood there, crying.

From where they stood, Seraphine and Einstein could not make out every single word being exchanged. The distance was just enough to muffle their conversation.

Even so, they did not need to hear everything to understand that something serious was unfolding. One look at Vladimir’s furious expression and Oriana’s tear-filled eyes was enough to tell them the confrontation they had all been expecting had finally begun.