My Werewolf System

Chapter 1847: The Big Day

Inside the sprawling presidential suite of the Cippen Hotel, the atmosphere was a frantic blur of motion. It was a scene of controlled chaos that Gary hadn’t experienced since the height of the gang wars, but the stakes today were of an entirely different nature.

Staff and friends alike were darting back and forth, weaving through the luxurious corridors with ironing boards in tow. The rhythmic hiss of steam filled the air as they obsessed over every microscopic wrinkle, ensuring the fabrics were as sharp as the men wearing them. There was a palpable sense of panic.

In the center of the master bedroom, Gary stood before a floor-to-ceiling gilded mirror. He took a final, deep breath before stepping out into the main living area, debuting a custom-tailored black and gold suit. The gold embroidery traced the lapels like veins of celestial energy.

“So... be honest. How do I look?” Gary asked, flaring his hands out and turning in a slow circle.

“I mean, you’ve always cleaned up well,” Tom said, adjusting his own tie while leaning against a marble pillar. “But are you really sure you don’t want to do something about the green hair? It’s a bit... loud for the venue. We could probably find a high-end wig or some temporary dye in the next twenty minutes.”

“Don’t listen to him,” Kai interrupted, giving Tom a playful, heavy nudge on the shoulder. “The green hair is part of the legend. It’s part of who Gary is. Today is about the real version of him, the version he needs to display to the world. The black and gold aren’t just colors; they are the legacy of the Howlers, the group Gary led to create this peace. It’s only fitting he wears them today.”

“I’ll admit, when Kai first suggested a black and gold theme, I thought it would look absolutely ridiculous, like I was trying to be a superhero or something,” Gary said, glancing down at his watch with a nervous twitch. “But I’m glad to see it actually worked out in the end. We better head off, though. If I’m late, I’ll never hear the end of it.”

As he exited the master bedroom, the room was packed with the faces of his journey. Ian, Numba, Vlad, Apollo, Austin, Innu, Blake, Midwak, Park, AJ, the list went on. Nearly every person Gary had met, fought alongside, or spared was gathered in that suite. They stood in a silent semi-circle, their expressions a mix of pride, awe, and bittersweet reflection.

Gary paused, placing a hand over his heart and closing his eyes for a brief moment of silence. In the darkness of his mind, other faces appeared, those who couldn’t be here to see the world they had helped build.

He thought of Ice, Kirk, Kanu, Jayden, and Tyler. He wished more than anything that they could be standing in this room, adjusting their own suits and cracking jokes. Though they were absent in body, Gary felt their weight in the gold thread of his jacket.

“Let’s go,” Gary commanded, his voice regaining that Alpha steel.

“Yes, sir!” the room responded in a thunderous unison that made the windows vibrate. Even Kai and Tom joined in, the old habits of the pack surfacing for one final mission.

“Hey, what did I say about that?” Gary laughed, shaking his head. “None of that ’sir’ stuff today. I’m just a guy.”

As Gary led the procession out of the hotel, his inner circle fanned out around him. Dressed in identical high-end suits, they looked like a heavy-duty security detail. They marched through the reception area of the Cippen, their presence demanding the attention of every guest in the lobby.

The moment they stepped out onto the front steps, a wall of flashes erupted. A massive crowd had gathered, a mix of traditional press, local influencers, and ordinary citizens of Slough who had followed Gary’s rise from a high school student to the city’s most influential figure.

The security detail was a human fortress, keeping the surging crowd at bay. Men in black suits stood by the idling black SUVs, snapping the doors open the moment Gary approached.

Once Gary was settled inside, with Park in the front passenger seat and the rest of the convoy following in a tight formation, the vehicles roared to life. They drove through the heart of Slough, the sight of the synchronized SUVs catching the attention of every pedestrian.

“Oh, right! I saw it on the news this morning,” one bystander remarked to a friend. “Today is the big day.”

“Man, I didn’t realize Gary still had that much pull in this city,” another added, watching the cars go by. “I guess, after everything he did for the districts, the people here really do love him.”

The convoy eventually drifted out of the city center, turning onto a long, winding gravel path lined with ancient oaks. At the end of the trail sat a magnificent white manor, its stone walls glowing under the brilliant afternoon sun. The cars parked in a perfect line, and the group stepped out, stretching their legs and taking in the scent of the surrounding forest.

“See? I told you we didn’t have to rush,” Innu said, checking his own watch and looking at the empty driveway. “We’re the first ones here. The other side hasn’t even arrived yet.”

“Hey, remember that today isn’t about your schedule, Innu,” Austin commented, patting the younger man on the back. “This is about them. Let’s just get into position.”

The group walked up the gravel path toward the manor’s entrance. A professional photography crew and a team of videographers were already in place, documenting every small detail of the arrival. Unlike the chaotic press at the hotel, these teams moved with a silent, respectful grace, staying out of the way while capturing the striking image of Gary in his black and gold finery.

“So... are the nerves finally hitting you?” Kai asked, walking alongside Gary as they reached the grand doors.

“I’ve done a lot of terrifying things in my life, Kai,” Gary answered, his eyes fixed on the manor. “I’ve been nervous more times than I can count, so I thought I was used to it. I thought I could handle anything.”

“Is that why your fly is still open?” Kai asked, pointing down with a smirk.

Gary looked down, his face turning a shade of red that rivaled a sunset, and quickly turned away to fix the oversight. “Alright, fine! I’m nervous! Of course I’m nervous! Who wouldn’t be on their own wedding day?”

He began to tap his foot rhythmically on the stone steps, a nervous habit he couldn’t quite shake. While the guests began to arrive and the staff finalized the decorations, Gary stood at the threshold of his new life. He was waiting for the bride, his heart hammering against his ribs in a way that no battle had ever caused. He just hoped that for once, on this one big day, the world would remain quiet and nothing would go wrong.

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