Getting Married Without My Badge Novels & Stories

“My mother was killed by the Alpha of the Ironclaw Pack, and I promised myself I’d never marry into that pack.” Dominic looked like he wanted to say something but thought better of it. “I understand,” he said simply. I exhaled, unaware I’d been holding my breath. The registrar coughed softly, tapping the corner of the papers. “If everything’s in order, I’ll process the final documents.” I nodded. Dominic signed. And just like that, it was done. We were married. No rings. No vows. No crowd. Just ink on paper, but it still felt real.

He wanted to surprise her but seemed to have lost it when he got physical with Ray. "It's a secret, remember? We can sign in court later but I want us to be married today and we don't need a ring. All we need is each other." "But, what about witnesses?" Loney was trying his best to understand her. "Then it will no longer be a secret because every witness has a trusted friend." "Not even Herty?" "I will let her know that we are married but for now, No."

He was enjoying this far too much. “No, I am not backing out. I said I would marry you and I will,” she responded, thrusting out her jaw. “I want to... ummm... clarify a couple of things.” “Okay, Ms. Worrywart, go on — clarify,” he said. “It is soon to be Mrs. Worrywort. You realize that we are in a foreign country right?” she asked. He nodded. The thought had occurred to him as soon as he asked. As they were both foreigners without the correct legal documents, the ceremony wouldn't be legal. It was a harmless bit of fun. Emma's face relaxed as she came to the same conclusion. “Good. You realize that you never asked my dad’s permission?”

"How do you propose we call this off?" Questioned the woman with the bright red lipstick. Anita meets her gaze, flashing her a megawatt smile. God has finally woken up and heard her out. "It's easy-peasy. No one was present at our wedding except my parents, the creepy groom, his friend Michael and Daniel, who officiated the wedding. There were no photographers, no witnesses. No marriage license. This marriage is not even legally valid." Anita took a deep breath and continued, "Just say, 'Get out and never to show my face again in your life,' and poof, my family and I will disappear from the face of the earth. All I need is a promise."

All the copies were still attached, so clearly the form had never been filed. That was why a Certificate of Marriage was never issued by the state. Next was an affidavit, contract and video from an actor who lived in California. He was the man who officiated at the wedding, a task for which he was legally an actor. His contract said the ceremony was an acting job, and that he was not empowered to marry anybody who stood on two legs. (The guy had a side hustle doing dog weddings in California.) The video and the affidavit supported his claim.

Then she blinked. She looked up at me. “Draven… this is…” “A marriage certificate,” I finished for her. Her mouth fell open a little. I kept my voice calm, as if this wasn’t a massive deal. “We don’t need a wedding party for you to sign it. After the family acknowledges it, I will handle the rest.” Her face turned completely red. Even her ears. She stuttered, “Tha…that’s not… it’s not necessary. You don’t have to…”

His expression remained unchanged. He's serious. "Marius, I... Are you really..." "Yes." His tone was firm and cutting through my confusion. "We don't need to have a ceremony right away." he softly explained. "We don't even need to tell anyone if you are not yet ready. We can just... Marry on paper first. Make it legal." I swallowed hard and feel my mind spinning. "...Why so sudden?" "Because I don't want anyone to bother you again. Not Ryan. Not his pack. Not anyone who thinks they have the right to claim you."

Damien looked sharp, as usual with his suit crisp and his face calm looking like he had done this kind of thing a hundred times. I, on the other hand, had my palms sweating even though I had tried to put on a brave front. The pen in my hand shook slightly when I signed my name next to his. And Just like that… I was married. My throat felt dry. There were no flowers, no music, no vows whispered. No family standing proudly. No ring sliding down my finger. Just ink, paper, and silence. I never imagined I would get married without Caleb by my side. My best friend. My Twin in all sense of the world. My only Family.

The fights they never hide from their loved ones and how both parents are keeping their distance but still give advice, once in a while. When they decided to get married and invited the whole town at sunset for the beach wedding. It was a simple ceremony but a big celebration for the island as a family whether they are humans or werewolves. Even though it is not common for werewolves and not in their tradition to do so. Kaye gives her parents reason of doing so – “We couldn’t have a mark to prove that our inner wolves magnets and wept for one another, it doesn’t mean that a mating mark is everything. It’s just, we want to celebrate our union as mates.”

and then after marking you, of course, a bride is kissed. A werewolf marriage is optional, because with or without a wedding, your mate can mark you, and it would have the same effects as in an official marriage. The thing is, we haven't really talked about the wedding. I mean, we are newly enthroned, and we dived right back into work, so we haven't had a time to talk about it. “I can’t wait to see you in the wedding dress!” Daisy said, smiling. “Sure you will. Actually, we’re planning on making you the maid of honor!” I lied.