Cole Morgan was known to fidget at the best of times but being driven to his wedding, a wedding he had no hand in planning, made him extra levels of squirmy. Evan West, Cole's mate and soon to be husband, put his hand on Cole's knee in a gentle attempt to get him to sit still. It didn't work. Cole was kind of awkward with a healthy dose of sarcasm thrown into the mix. Evan, on the other hand, was cool and collected in every situation. Even though they were about to be married Cole still didn't understand why Evan had chosen him for a mate. The two of them had met when Cole went to work for the werewolf magazine Prowl. Evan's family owned the magazine and Evan himself was the editor. It hadn't been love at first sight, more like lust. They'd had several run-ins, all down to Cole's clumsiness or severe case of foot-in-mouth. It had culminated in an intense night back at Cole's apartment. "Dude," Cole's younger brother Joey said. "You're making me nervous. Cut it out." The three of them had gone to London without anyone else knowing why they were really there. Although Cole wanted to marry Evan he hadn't wanted a big ceremony with all of Evan's pack present. Eloping had seemed like the perfect solution. "It's my wedding day," Cole argued with the teenager. "I'm allowed to be nervous." He knew that Evan wouldn't take it personally. Cole was a bundle of nerves on a good day, so he was fully allowed to fall apart a little. "It'll be fine," Evan assured him before placing a kiss on his hairline. "We're nearly there." "Nearly where, exactly?" Cole asked, trying to get information out of Evan and not for the first time. "Nice try," Evan said with a smirk. They were being driven through central London in the late evening. The sun was low in the sky, casting a warm orange and pink glow across the tall buildings and reflecting in the river Thames. Cole had tried to work out where they were getting married but he couldn't for the life of him get it. When the car finally pulled up in front of the London Eye Cole turned to his mate with a confused frown on his face. "I don't get it." Evan didn't respond to him, he simply smiled at Cole and got out of the car. The werewolf walked round to Cole's side and opened the door for him before holding out his hand. "Seriously, Evan?" Cole asked as he got out and held Evan's hand. They were both wearing suits but had very early on vetoed wearing matching ones. In fact when Evan's cousin had suggested it to them they had both pulled an identical face of disgust. "What?" Evan said. "We're getting married in a giant Ferris Wheel. I thought you'd love that." "Is that even legal?" Cole asked. "I mean, I'm pretty sure you can't just get married on the London Eye." "Actually you can," Evan told him. "You can buy out a whole pod. They provide the minister, refreshments, and decorations." Cole was still a bit sceptical, that was until he stepped inside the pod. Warm amber fairy lights had been strung up inside the pod along with bowers of ivy entwined with white flowers. There was a table with canapés and champagne and a woman in a white pant suit standing at the front with a book in her hands. "This is perfect," Cole said. "This is awesome," Joey cried as he made a beeline for the canapés. Evan cupped Cole's face and leaned in for a quick kiss. "It gets even better." Cole raised his eyebrows at that. Usually a comment like that was followed up with sexy times but considering Cole's brother and a minister were present he very much doubted, or at least hoped, that wasn't what Evan meant. Evan nodded to the attendant who had just let them in and the man closed the door. Any anxiety Cole had felt earlier was now well and truly gone. He wasn't really a wedding person and this was really nothing like a wedding. The pod began to move, rising up slowly. "We'll begin once we're at the top," the minister said. Evan poured out two glasses of champagne and handed one to Cole. "So you like it?" Evan asked. He put his hand on Cole's waist and pulled him a little closer. "I love it," Cole told him with a big grin on his face. "Of all the things my brain thought up this past month, getting married on the London Eye wasn't one of them." "Thank you for doing this," Evan said. "I know you don't really care about getting married—" "That's not true," Cole interrupted. "I mean, maybe at first I just didn't see the point, but I love that it means so much to you, and I know we're going to spend the rest of our lives together, whatever happens." Evan smiled at him and rested their foreheads together. It was the wolf in him that made Evan want to posses Cole in every way imaginable. He had already taken Cole as his mate but marriage was another claim for him to lay on Cole. It was possessive as fuck and Cole didn't care one bit. He had loved that side of Evan since their first night together. "I love you," Cole told him. "I love you," Evan whispered back. "Whoa," Joey suddenly cried as he ran to the front of the pod to look out the window. "Guys, check out this view." Hand in hand Cole and Evan followed Joey to the front window and looked out. London looked magical with the sunset behind the iconic buildings. It felt like they could see the whole of the city from up there. The river below them was lit up beautifully from both the sunset and also the lights along the streets. "Wow," Cole said as he leaned back against Evan. "So," the minister said with a big smile on her face. "Are the two of you ready to get married?" Cole looked up at Evan and the two of them smiled at each other. “Ready.”