All Chapters of The Rogue Alpha's Bride: Chapter 121 - Chapter 126

Shayla’s POVI froze the second I stepped into the clearing.The place looked like something out of a dream.A wooden deck surrounded by soft grass, glowing candlelight lining a tiny stream like stars had fallen to the earth. String lights hung above a round table dressed in white linen, with fancy glasses, flowers, everything glowing warm and golden in the night.It was… perfect.Then he stepped out of the shadows.Hayden.“I was so stupid,” he said.I blinked, stunned. “Hayden…” My voice cracked, the words catching in my throat. “This is… beautiful.”He walked toward me, eyes soft, lips tugging into a gentle smile. Then he took my hand and brought it to his lips, kissing it like I was the only woman in the world.“I’m sorry,” he said softly. “I got distracted. I said some foolish things I never should’ve. Shayla… you’re the woman for me. My love. My Luna.”My heart practically burst.I smiled, wide and smug. I knew it. I always knew he’d come back to me.I leaned in and kissed him,

Gwen’s POVI stepped into the woods, my gown whispering around my ankles as the cool breeze kissed my skin. The path was lined with flickering candles, casting soft glows that danced across the trees.Everywhere I looked, there were faces. Crescent wolves. Moon Bloods. Shadow Fangs. All standing together—packs that once shed blood now joined in peace for one reason.For me…For Hayden.He stood ahead beneath a towering arch of cream roses and dusk-colored drapes, his smile easy and charming. My heart beat steady, the bouquet trembling slightly in my grip as I walked down the aisle. Each step echoed like a countdown.When I reached him, the ceremony began. The vows were spoken. The ancient chants repeated. And the moment the elder crowned me with the Luna circlet, the crowd erupted—howls slicing through the silence, carrying into the trees.Hayden took my hand. I smiled.But inside, something knotted deep in my chest.The celebration bloomed around us—laughter, music, clinking glasses.

Gwen’s POVThe wind had settled. The crowd dispersed, and all that remained was the soft hum of peace settling back into the world we nearly lost.That’s when she walked toward me, her hair the color of spring blossoms. The pink-haired woman from the woods. The same lady who gave me the sun necklace that revealed everything… The one who knew too much.She bowed her head slightly. “Congratulations, Luna.”I blinked, lips curling in a cautious smile. “Thanks… but seriously, who are you?”She chuckled softly, a sound like wind chimes in moonlight. “I’m a Seer. And a messenger.”I raised a brow. “Messenger from who?”She stepped closer, lowering her voice like it was something sacred. “I once met a very good friend of yours. A warrior. Fierce, stubborn, and… extremely persistent.”My breath caught. “Rya?”“She begged me to preserve him,” the seer continued. “To keep him tethered to this world. I used an ancient binding spell, one I was forbidden to ever cast again. But for her, and for you