Left At The Altar Novels & Stories

The day of our marriage came earlier than I expected and as I walked to the altar with my dad holding my hand, I felt tensed up and as I turned to my left-hand side, I saw different eyes staring at me with smiles on their faces. The church was filled to the brim with a lot of people and Mr Decker standing at the altar with his broad smile made me feel sad because that wasn't the kind of life I wanted.

I swallowed, staring at the identical studs on my dress, wondering if it was just a freaky coincidence. Looking as handsome as he always has, the Alpha handed the footman his cape before turning to the crowd with a blank face. I watched with bated breath as the vaulted windows above diffused the sky in such a way that the light was flush on him. Amy cleared her throat, breaking me out of my trance. “We should get you to the altar, Your Highness….” “Huh?” I blinked at her. “Your reception…it will be held at the altar right there.”

I reached out for her arm, “I need an opening for Blair.” She looked at me, realization dawning onto her, “Oh, she’s the target. I got you. After the vows then?” “Yes.” I confirmed, “Stick with me for a bit then you’re free to go.” Marcus and I were seated not too far from the altar. I couldn’t register any of it, in all honesty. The bride passed me, stood at the alter, kissed the groom as the sun set behind them and the little crystals in the air lit up, leaving everyone in awe. I’m sure it was beautiful but good fucking grief Cristo was right there! As the best man no less!

“You both deserve this happiness. Anton has always been like a son to me, and now, having you in the family makes it complete.” Alina felt a lump in her throat as she hugged Beatrice. “Thank you for everything. You’ve been like a mother to both of us.” Beatrice wiped a tear from her eye. “No more tears, darling. This is a joyous day.” Natalie grinned. “Alright, enough of the emotional stuff. It’s almost time. Let’s get Alina married!” *** Outside, Anton was pacing nervously with Zack, Jason, and a few of his old college friends, all dressed in sharp tuxedos. The grand ceremony was set up on the beach, with an elegant altar framed by flowers and the shimmering ocean as the backdrop.

MacGyver. The air buzzed with anticipation as Caroline and the rest of the girls made their way to the altar, their dresses flowing like cascading waves of silk and lace. My heart pounded in my chest, a mixture of excitement and overwhelming emotion as I stood there, taking in the moment. This was it—the day we had all waited for. The scent of fresh roses and pine lingered in the air, mixing with the faint aroma of burning candles, adding to the sacredness of the ceremony.

Her long, delicate veil fluttered gently in the breeze. She walked towards the altar with elegant and confident steps, holding a bouquet of flowers that perfectly matched the decorations. Her eyes were fixed on me, and she wore a radiant smile. I maintained my firm posture despite the intense pain I still felt. I approached the altar, extending my hand to receive her. Lauren held it delicately, and together, we positioned ourselves before the priest, who was ready to begin the ceremony. "We are gathered here today to celebrate the union between Alpha Gideon and Lauren," the priest began, his voice echoing through the courtyard. "Love is a sacred bond that unites two hearts, and today we witn

The uninitiated believed it was a product of emotion, so they put their hands on their hearts, moved. Red gave her a kiss on the forehead before leaving her at the altar in the hands of Ciro Tonali. Bethany's heart threatened to burst out of her chest from how fast it was beating. The groom could see her anguish. He tried to take her hand to reassure her, but she rejected him without dissimulation and clung to the bouquet of roses she was holding.

Mom snapped from the front row, her tone leaving no room for argument. Farah and Lia, now back from handling Rachel, guided me to the altar, where Sam was already standing, hands clasped. The guests settled, and the quartet faded out. I took my place beside Sam, the officiant—a kind-faced man in a black suit—smiling at us.

I smile at her and go back to facing my beautiful bride and groom. As soon as I reach the altar, Alex holds out his hand to me and I stand between them, on my left side are Alex and Thomas, on my right Christopher, Lorenzo and Dylan. “We are gathered here to unite these men and this woman. Please start your votes. I think they asked the priest to speed up, these men really have no way. Thomas turns to me. '' We didn't want to spend so much time talking, so I'll speak for all of us. I smile, shaking my head.

And now, it watches her take her final steps as part of it, before stepping into something new—with me. I stand next to Ben at the altar. We’re dressed sharp, but it’s not the suits I notice. It’s the way the wildflowers spread across the clearing like a blessing. There are garlands woven into tree branches, petals scattered on the ground, sunlight glinting off dewdrops like tiny diamonds. It’s magic. Sacred. Alive. This day—this moment—is everything. The chairs are filled with both of our packs. Everyone from the Lotus pack is in attendance, waiting to see the moment when their Luna comes into being.