The Unmarked Mate

Jessamine's P.O.V.

The heavy silk gown shifted with every single step I took down the dim, stone-walled corridor, the pristine fabric morphing from pale icy blue to pearlescent white under the flickering sconce lights. I pressed a trembling hand to the small, diamond-crusted wolf pendant resting heavy against my chest from its long silver chain. The cool metal did nothing to settle my racing puls