The word "wedding" hung in the air like a supernatural phenomenon of its own, generating what could only be described as a family-wide paralysis. Future Nova's eyes were wide with fascination, Marcus looked like he was calculating the logistics of a thousand-year-old vampire navigating modern wedding planning, Kai appeared to be having Vietnam flashbacks to pack ceremonies, and Callum was staring at the ceiling as if it might provide answers about dragon wedding traditions.
Samantha, meanwhile, had gone completely still in that particular way that suggested she was either having a profound spiritual experience or a complete mental breakdown.
"Breathe, love," Marcus said gently, his ancient vampire instincts apparently including crisis management for wedding-related panic attacks.
"Wedding," Samantha whispered, the word coming out like she was testing whether it might spontaneously combust.
