Ceremony Novels & Stories

“It’s okay if we just use a smaller banquet hall. We don’t have to book the grandest one.” Ethan shook his head firmly. “No. Our marking ceremony has to be held in the biggest, most luxurious hall. You deserve the best.” Lyla smiled but quickly turned thoughtful. “Maybe we should postpone the marking ceremony. That day’s special for you and Maddie. I’ve already taken so much of your time. You should be with her.” Ethan paused before gently ruffling her hair. “There's no need to delay it. The ceremony will go on as planned. I’ll explain things to Maddie," he said calmly.

The ceremony concluded with a simple, prolonged kiss—a kiss that ratified years of pain, passion, and eventual peace. The celebration was as intentional as the ceremony. There was no formal reception line; the small group simply hugged, laughed, and cried beneath the oak tree. The formal dining room hosted a beautifully set table, where the menu was exactly as planned: refined comfort food, accompanied by the rare, reserved wine.

"The Goddess sees all. It is her role to sort them out. We pray for them when they meet the Goddess." "Spoken like a true Beta female." Elder Rose smiled. "Come, you two. Let's get this started." She guided us to the front stage where Alpha Kane, Ryan, and Matthew stood waiting alongside the other two Elders and a Council member, Councilman Hartt. A Council member must always be present for an official hand-off ceremony to ensure it is performed correctly and no harm is committed to anyone in attendance. There must be honour within ceremonies. Always. "Councilman Hartt. It's nice to see you again." I extended my hand to the older gentleman.

His expression remained the same stone-like mask, but I saw the unmistakable softening around his eyes as he looked at Seraph. That was all I needed to see. She will be okay. Seraph began her slow walk down the aisle, her eyes locked solely on Ronan, who waited for her at the end. When she finally reached his side, we all sat down, and the ceremony officially began. Finally, the Elder, acting as the officiant, asked the solemn question:

“Is it the ceremony for the moon?” “That’s a Lunar ceremony,” Elian said, confusing me even more. I frowned at him. “What’s the difference?” He ran a hand over his face. “The one you’re thinking of is a ceremony that happens twice a year during every meridian full moon. The ceremony you just agreed to is a mating ceremony.” It took a couple of seconds for what he was saying to finally be processed in my brain, and yet, I didn’t understand it. “I’m confused,” I let out.

“No, but at least we will have fun before you're locked up forever.” I stood slowly, my heart pounding in my chest. Something inside me stirred. Not fear, not joy but I was anticipating what is about to come. ************** Later that night, The ceremony was already alive when we arrived there. Everywhere was glowing and sparking with colors and shinny stars, the moonlight casted a blow over the crowd. Lanters were hung from trees to trees, each flames was dancing with the wind. Soft musics was playing at the background. My dress clung to my skin, the silky white lace almost glowing under the moonlight. Sera looked like summer goddess beside me, her Peach dres

Our wolves healing the cuts once the Luna Ceremony was done. Our eyes never wavering. Not even when we move onto the next part of the ceremony. The wedding. Our wedding. The one where each of us would finally say the words we’d been desperately holding back. Vows that would forever bind us together until death did we part.

She thought about what she'd written: home is a thing you choose, and I have chosen this. "Tonight," she said. Sera smiled. It was the particular smile she kept for moments like this — the warm, patient, deeply satisfied one that said she'd been right about something for a very long time and had the grace not to say so. ❖ ❖ ❖ The ceremony was in the central square. Wren had expected something elaborate — she'd been observing the pack's cultural life long enough to know they did traditions thoroughly and with intention. But the ceremony was simple in the specific way that simple things are simple when they contain everything nece

Chapter Eighty-Five: Ceremony Part Two Kiara POV: A new chapter begins in my life, but not one I've chosen. Aiden leads me through the sprawling backyard, his arm around my waist, gripping just a little too tightly. I can tell he's showing off, proud of the elaborate decorations and arrangements made for this evening's ceremony. Fairy lights are woven between the trees, casting an ethereal glow over the proceedings. Beautiful floral arrangements rest on white-clothed tables, and the altar ahead is adorned with an array of flowers and vines. To anyone else, it might look like a scene from a dream, but to me, it's nothing short of

Serena had just slipped into her room when the knock came at her door and one of the senior female betas June entered followed by two omegas. June held a small golden chalice in her hand. “What is that?” Serena asked. “The Alpha has sent some sedatives to calm your nerves during the ceremony. It would only last for thirty minutes. You can drink it right before the walk to the Ceremonial Circle.” June replied. “Thank you, you can keep it on the table.”