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Story: The Alpha King’s Bride
However, their relief was short-lived, as Wyatt directed his warriors to seize Rhett and the others.
“What, did you think you could get away with insulting the Luna Queen?” Wyatt’s eyes widened. “Mira may be kind-hearted, but it doesn’t mean I’m going easy on you or letting you off the hook. Take them to the holding cell; we’ll punish them after the wedding!”
I redid my makeup with the assistance of the Elder of Ceremonies. As Rhett and his friends looked at me in fear, I said, “You were always taking jabs at me because I’d been in jail, right? Look who’s going to be bound by silver chains soon.”
The prayer bell rang three times, and under the supervision of the Elder of Ceremonies, I walked slowly towards the mate at the altar with whom I would spend the rest of my life.
I was dressed in the wedding gown Wyatt designed, and even through the veil, I could feel his loving, intent gaze on me.
“In the name of the Moon Goddess,” Wyatt said, his voice low and sombre. “I, Wyatt Sterling, the Alpha King of Duskhollow, am bound to Mira Grayson as mates today.”
I extended a hand towards him, allowing Wyatt to slip the Sacred Ring he had recently retrieved onto my finger. Then I said my vows. “In the name of the Moon Goddess, I, Mira Grayson, am bound to Wyatt Sterling as mates.”
The Moon Goddess appeared before us, summoned by the priests and priestesses. The sapphire on the Sacred Ring suddenly emitted a bright beam that intersected with the light from the blood moonstone on the altar.
My heart pounded from beat to beat. I was worried that the Moon Goddess would not bless me and Wyatt because I was so deeply involved with Rhett. To my eternal surprise, the Moon Goddess approved of my union with Wyatt and even bestowed her sacred blessings on us.
It only confirmed that Wyatt and I were fated to be together!
When the crowds around the altar saw this, they erupted in heartfelt applause, praising Wyatt and me for being a match made in heaven.
Following the wedding ceremony, Wyatt lit the bonfire with a pine sconce to kick off the Moonlight Banquet. The dancers jumped into an ancient werewolf tribal dance around the bonfire, which also featured fresh hunt roasting on open spits and moonlight wine made by the Elders.
While I made rounds with Wyatt, the guests clinked glasses and talked about the divine miracle that occurred during our wedding ceremony. This was the first time I faced the packs as the official Luna Queen.
The packs cast curious glances in my direction. The veil had been covering my face all along. Wyatt and I kissed with our backs to the crowd during the wedding ceremony, and we exchanged vows so softly that those below the altar couldn’t hear us.
As a result, the guests had no idea which noble family I came from.
Under everyone’s intent gaze, I gradually lifted my veil to reveal my face.
I had been in prison for the previous three years and hadn’t gone out much since my release. Most of the werewolves had forgotten my appearance, and the younger guests complimented my beauty, politely mentioning how Wyatt and I were a perfect match.
However, it didn’t take long for the guests I knew to recognise me. They were looking ashamed when they asked, “Goodness! Isn’t that Morvain’s daughter, the one who just got out of prison? How is it that she’s become the Luna Queen?” “What? She was in prison? How could a former criminal rule over us as Luna Queen?”
The crowd erupted, and several respected Elders began questioning Wyatt.
“What, did you think you could get away with insulting the Luna Queen?” Wyatt’s eyes widened. “Mira may be kind-hearted, but it doesn’t mean I’m going easy on you or letting you off the hook. Take them to the holding cell; we’ll punish them after the wedding!”
I redid my makeup with the assistance of the Elder of Ceremonies. As Rhett and his friends looked at me in fear, I said, “You were always taking jabs at me because I’d been in jail, right? Look who’s going to be bound by silver chains soon.”
The prayer bell rang three times, and under the supervision of the Elder of Ceremonies, I walked slowly towards the mate at the altar with whom I would spend the rest of my life.
I was dressed in the wedding gown Wyatt designed, and even through the veil, I could feel his loving, intent gaze on me.
“In the name of the Moon Goddess,” Wyatt said, his voice low and sombre. “I, Wyatt Sterling, the Alpha King of Duskhollow, am bound to Mira Grayson as mates today.”
I extended a hand towards him, allowing Wyatt to slip the Sacred Ring he had recently retrieved onto my finger. Then I said my vows. “In the name of the Moon Goddess, I, Mira Grayson, am bound to Wyatt Sterling as mates.”
The Moon Goddess appeared before us, summoned by the priests and priestesses. The sapphire on the Sacred Ring suddenly emitted a bright beam that intersected with the light from the blood moonstone on the altar.
My heart pounded from beat to beat. I was worried that the Moon Goddess would not bless me and Wyatt because I was so deeply involved with Rhett. To my eternal surprise, the Moon Goddess approved of my union with Wyatt and even bestowed her sacred blessings on us.
It only confirmed that Wyatt and I were fated to be together!
When the crowds around the altar saw this, they erupted in heartfelt applause, praising Wyatt and me for being a match made in heaven.
Following the wedding ceremony, Wyatt lit the bonfire with a pine sconce to kick off the Moonlight Banquet. The dancers jumped into an ancient werewolf tribal dance around the bonfire, which also featured fresh hunt roasting on open spits and moonlight wine made by the Elders.
While I made rounds with Wyatt, the guests clinked glasses and talked about the divine miracle that occurred during our wedding ceremony. This was the first time I faced the packs as the official Luna Queen.
The packs cast curious glances in my direction. The veil had been covering my face all along. Wyatt and I kissed with our backs to the crowd during the wedding ceremony, and we exchanged vows so softly that those below the altar couldn’t hear us.
As a result, the guests had no idea which noble family I came from.
Under everyone’s intent gaze, I gradually lifted my veil to reveal my face.
I had been in prison for the previous three years and hadn’t gone out much since my release. Most of the werewolves had forgotten my appearance, and the younger guests complimented my beauty, politely mentioning how Wyatt and I were a perfect match.
However, it didn’t take long for the guests I knew to recognise me. They were looking ashamed when they asked, “Goodness! Isn’t that Morvain’s daughter, the one who just got out of prison? How is it that she’s become the Luna Queen?” “What? She was in prison? How could a former criminal rule over us as Luna Queen?”
The crowd erupted, and several respected Elders began questioning Wyatt.