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2025-05-15 00:00:46I stared into my coffee, watching the steam curl upward in the still morning air of the hotel dining room. The diplomatic smile I'd worn through breakfast with Christian had begun to ache at the corners, like a mask worn too long. Beyond the window, dawn painted the sky in royal purples—my colours, the Kingdom's colours—but my thoughts were tangled in a web of politics and the lingering scent of my mate who had yet to join us.
"The younger generation is thrilled," Christian said. My brother's voice carried that official tone he adopted when delivering reports, though the casual setting of our breakfast table softened it somewhat. "They're calling it the beginning of a new era. Social media is awash with support—particularly from the progressive circles."
I nodded, letting the rim of my coffee cup rest against my lower lip. "And the traditional
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My heart stuttered to a halt before racing forward at a pace that would alarm any human doctor. She stood framed in the doorway, a vision in white silk and delicate lace, the train of her dress flowing behind her like captured starlight. The silver details along the hem caught the cathedral's light, winking like distant constellations. And atop her dark hair sat the crown I'd commissioned – white gold and sapphires nestled among her elegant updo as if it had been designed specifically for this moment, which of course, it had been.I didn't realize I was crying until Christian pressed a handkerchief into my palm, his own eyes suspiciously bright. I couldn't bring myself to care about the tears tracking down my cheeks, not when Emma looked at me across the distance and smiled – that particular smile that transformed her entire face, the one she reserved for me alone.As Elijah began to lead her down the aisle, I drank in every detail. The way the dress hugged her figure before flowing o
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I checked my watch again, confirming Christian's assessment with a grimace. "Five minutes," I muttered. "An eternity.""You've already done the hard part," Christian reminded me, his voice softening into something more genuine. "You convinced Emma to mate with you, to marry you, to rule alongside you. This?" He gestured around at the cathedral. "This is just a formality."I scowled at him, not appreciating the reminder of how close I'd come to losing her. "That's not helping.""Isn't it?" he countered. "Think about it, Theo. She chose you. The stubborn, fiercely independent werewolf who challenged you at every turn, who made you work for every inch of ground – she chose you. She wears your mark willingly. She sits on the throne beside you not as consort but as equal. After all that, do you really think she's going to leave you at the altar?"His words struck something true within me, and I felt my shoulders relax slightly. Emma had indeed chosen me, against all odds and traditions. We
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I stood at the altar, my hands clasped tightly behind my back to hide their trembling. The ancient cathedral loomed around me, its vaulted ceilings disappearing into shadows despite the hundreds of candles illuminating the space. Stained glass windows cast pools of coloured light across the marble floors, turning ordinary air into something sacred. I drew a shaky breath, the scent of fresh flowers and ceremonial incense filling my lungs. After centuries of rule, after facing down enemies and rivals, after navigating the treacherous waters of Lycan politics, I found myself undone by simple anticipation. Where was she? My queen, my mate, my Emma – soon to be my wife in the human tradition that had suddenly come to mean everything to me."If you don't stop fidgeting, you're going to wear a groove in the floor," Christian murmured beside me, his voice low enough that only I could hear. "You've faced down hostile ministers without breaking a sweat, but a wedding has you coming apart at the
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"Now," Elena said, her voice taking on a ceremonial quality, "for the traditional gifts." She opened the first of the jewellery boxes, revealing a pair of earrings that caught the light in prismatic bursts. "Something new."The earrings were exquisite; teardrop sapphires surrounded by tiny diamonds that seemed to capture all the light in the room. "Elena," I breathed, "they're stunning.""They're from both Elijah and me," she said, helping me put them on. "Blue to match the sapphires in your crown, and to remind you that you'll always have a family who loves you."The weight of them against my skin felt significant, a tangible reminder of the bonds that sustained me."Something old," Elena continued, opening a worn velvet box to reveal a delicate silver bracelet. The filigree work was intricate, tiny flowers and leaves intertwined in a pattern that spoke of another era entirely. "This belonged to my grandmother. She wore it on her wedding day, and her mother before her.""I can't take
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I woke to cold sheets and the odd hollowness of an empty bed. My hand stretched out, seeking Theo's warmth before I remembered - he'd spent the night in a guest room across the palace, some ridiculous tradition about not seeing each other the night before the wedding. The bed felt too large without him, our shared space suddenly vacant and still. Dawn light filtered through the curtains, painting the royal suite in hazy gold and reminding me that today wasn't just any day. Today, I would marry my mate, my king, the man who had turned my world upside down in the most magnificent way possible.The persistent banging at the door yanked me fully from sleep's lingering embrace. I blinked, momentarily disoriented by the aggressive sound that seemed entirely at odds with the peaceful morning."Emma! Open up before I break this door down myself!" Elena's voice rang through the heavy wood, equal parts commanding and excited.I groaned, pushing myself upright and raking fingers through my tangl
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He turned to face us directly. "Your Majesties, you have already chosen each other in the most ancient way known to our kinds. You have marked each other as equals, bound by something deeper than law or custom. Today's ceremony merely acknowledges what is already written in flesh and blood."The archbishop raised a small, ornate book. "Will you now make your declarations before your people, binding yourselves not just to each other, but to the realm you will guide together?""We will," Theo and I answered in unison.What followed was a series of ritual questions and responses, each more solemn than the last. We pledged to uphold justice, to protect the innocent, to hear the voices of all our subjects regardless of birth or status. We promised to preserve the ancient traditions worth keeping while having the courage to discard those that no longer served the greater good."Do you, Theodore Lykoudis, acknowledge Emeline Maxwell as your equal in all matters of state and governance, bound
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