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Story: The Alpha King’s Bride
I tightened my grip on Wyatt’s sleeve as the guests gave me strange, judgemental looks.
He simply patted my hand and cleared his throat, meeting the crowd’s questioning and accusatory gaze before solemnly declaring, “Mira is my beloved. As you’ve seen earlier, the Moon Goddess has given us her blessings. Mira is destined to be my mate, and I hope all of you will respect her as you do me!”
I looked at him gratefully, and under his encouraging gaze, I raised my hand to show the audience the Sacred Ring on my finger. ” Wyatt gave me this Sacred Ring as a gift, and it symbolises my status and authority.
“I am Mira Grayson, the Luna Queen of Duskhollow.” I hereby formally request a retrial for the murder of Ethan three years ago, as I am not the murderer! Somebody else is!”
I awoke the next morning in Wyatt’s strong and warm embrace; I could feel his powerful and steady heartbeat, and my face heated as images from the night played through my head. Seeing that Wyatt was still asleep, I carefully eased myself out of his arms, only for him to pull me closer to him.
He kissed the top of my head and enquired in a low, gravelly tone, “Why are you awake so early? Don’t you want to sleep in?”
I wrapped my arms around him and murmured, “I want to wash up.” I’m supposed to meet with the Elders this morning.” Following the wedding ceremony last night, the Elders granted my request that the murder of Ethan, which landed me in prison three years ago, be retried.
I knew I was innocent and who the true murderer was, but I had confessed to the crime three years ago, and it was uncertain whether I would be able to clear my name after so much time. Regret and sorrow filled me as the thought occurred.
I met Wyatt’s gaze and said, “I’m sorry you have to be dragged into my mess because of a stupid mistake I made three years ago.”
“Do not worry. We will get through this, and you do not need to blame yourself. Wyatt comforted me with a gentle smile, saying, “I’ve always admired you for your spirit of helping those you care about.”
He looked at me evenly and said, “I remember being incredibly jealous of Rhett because you were so in love with him. But now I am the one you love. Do you promise to give me all of your love?”
Moved by his words, I wrapped my arms around him and said, “I do, as long as you promise to love me equally!”
Wyatt and I washed up after snuggling in bed, and we were about to leave after breakfast when we encountered an unwelcome guest at the door.
The guards were holding Hannah back, but that didn’t stop her from roaring and lunging for me. “You bitch, Mira!” How could you have locked Rhett up? You spoilt our wedding!”
She glared at me angrily before turning to Rhett and exclaiming, “Alpha King, how could you make a woman like her your mate? She murdered my father!
“I still remember the night I woke up from a blackout and saw her standing over my father’s mutilated body, holding a dagger that was still dripping with his blood! Are you sure you want to spend the rest of your life with someone so despicable?”
Hannah spoke with such conviction that if I hadn’t seen her brutally t*****e my maid to death, I would have assumed she had a strong sense of justice.
I was about to respond when a sudden thought struck me. I dashed over to Hannah, gripping her hands excitedly as her eyes widened in surprise.
He simply patted my hand and cleared his throat, meeting the crowd’s questioning and accusatory gaze before solemnly declaring, “Mira is my beloved. As you’ve seen earlier, the Moon Goddess has given us her blessings. Mira is destined to be my mate, and I hope all of you will respect her as you do me!”
I looked at him gratefully, and under his encouraging gaze, I raised my hand to show the audience the Sacred Ring on my finger. ” Wyatt gave me this Sacred Ring as a gift, and it symbolises my status and authority.
“I am Mira Grayson, the Luna Queen of Duskhollow.” I hereby formally request a retrial for the murder of Ethan three years ago, as I am not the murderer! Somebody else is!”
I awoke the next morning in Wyatt’s strong and warm embrace; I could feel his powerful and steady heartbeat, and my face heated as images from the night played through my head. Seeing that Wyatt was still asleep, I carefully eased myself out of his arms, only for him to pull me closer to him.
He kissed the top of my head and enquired in a low, gravelly tone, “Why are you awake so early? Don’t you want to sleep in?”
I wrapped my arms around him and murmured, “I want to wash up.” I’m supposed to meet with the Elders this morning.” Following the wedding ceremony last night, the Elders granted my request that the murder of Ethan, which landed me in prison three years ago, be retried.
I knew I was innocent and who the true murderer was, but I had confessed to the crime three years ago, and it was uncertain whether I would be able to clear my name after so much time. Regret and sorrow filled me as the thought occurred.
I met Wyatt’s gaze and said, “I’m sorry you have to be dragged into my mess because of a stupid mistake I made three years ago.”
“Do not worry. We will get through this, and you do not need to blame yourself. Wyatt comforted me with a gentle smile, saying, “I’ve always admired you for your spirit of helping those you care about.”
He looked at me evenly and said, “I remember being incredibly jealous of Rhett because you were so in love with him. But now I am the one you love. Do you promise to give me all of your love?”
Moved by his words, I wrapped my arms around him and said, “I do, as long as you promise to love me equally!”
Wyatt and I washed up after snuggling in bed, and we were about to leave after breakfast when we encountered an unwelcome guest at the door.
The guards were holding Hannah back, but that didn’t stop her from roaring and lunging for me. “You bitch, Mira!” How could you have locked Rhett up? You spoilt our wedding!”
She glared at me angrily before turning to Rhett and exclaiming, “Alpha King, how could you make a woman like her your mate? She murdered my father!
“I still remember the night I woke up from a blackout and saw her standing over my father’s mutilated body, holding a dagger that was still dripping with his blood! Are you sure you want to spend the rest of your life with someone so despicable?”
Hannah spoke with such conviction that if I hadn’t seen her brutally t*****e my maid to death, I would have assumed she had a strong sense of justice.
I was about to respond when a sudden thought struck me. I dashed over to Hannah, gripping her hands excitedly as her eyes widened in surprise.