Left At The Altar Novels & Stories

Khana's heart pounded in her chest as she took slow, measured steps down the aisle in her pristine white gown, each footfall a whisper of trepidation. Her eyes, lined with kohl, were fixed on the altar where Richard, her fiancé, waited. She had dreamt of this moment her whole life – walking down the aisle, towards her soulmate to begin their journey together. She was staring at the altar and thought of the promise by her and the guy standing in the altar, holding a holy bible. As she neared the end of her journey, a strange sensation gripped her heart, making it hard to breathe.

APRIL We stood before the altar, hand in hand. Xenia, the officiating sorceress, was behind the altar, chanting something under her breath as she sprinkled a purple bubbling liquid all over the altar. I sucked in a sharp breath, finally experiencing the burst of excitement that the guys had been radiating for days. Now that it was about to happen, it felt like the most destined occurrence in history, nothing had ever felt as right as this decision to be mated with them.

He said. “I love you too.” “Let’s do this.” He stretched his hand out. I took it and we walked out of the room. We stood behind the big doors waiting for them to be opened. On cue the music, the doors opened. The scenery outside was beautiful. I met Raphael’s eyes on the other side. His eyes were teary. I didn’t want to cry and ruin my makeup so I held it in. My grandpa and I walked slowly to the sound of the music. We finally reached the altar.

(I can’t wait to marry you both. _____________________________________________ I stand away from the windows at the back door of the packhouse. I wanted to have a big reveal moment in this amazing dress, so the “aisle” begins at the bottom of the verandah at the back door. Hakeem and Gael will be waiting for me on either side of where the aisle ends up at the altar to Selene with Declan who is officiating our ceremony. Zak walks up to me, looking every bit the alpha he was born to be.

"I don’t know what I’d do without you." "You don’t have to do anything alone," Sarah said, squeezing Kamila’s hand. "We’re all here for you." When she was finally ready, they left her in the room to collect herself until it was time to walk down the aisle. Kamila took a deep breath, feeling a mixture of excitement and nerves. This was the moment she had been waiting for, the moment that would change her life forever. Outside, the guests were already seated, the pack members and allies who had come together to celebrate this joyous occasion. Dylan and Ryan stood at the altar, side by side, their anticipation palpable. They exchanged glances, both feeling the weight of the moment.

However, the only eyes that I met were his. Denver was standing at a distance from me, at the altar. His hands in front of his stormy grey suit and a smile which crept onto his lips. Slowly, I walked towards him with the music playing in the background. My feet grazed against the flowers scattered on the ground and from the corner of my eyes was a banner, ‘Alpha Eliana Weds Alpha Denver’. I scoffed lightly. He really put all this together in a day.

Flower girls scattered rose petals down the aisle as Evan, arm in arm with Anne, walked into the venue under the admiring gaze of the crowd. As the piano played its joyful melody, a symbol of happiness, I called the hospital to book an abortion. The guests whispered, as if I were the intruder, while the radiant couple on stage basked in their moment of glory. When their vows of love echoed through the hall, I couldn’t bear the probing stares any longer and fled in humiliation. Before I left, I glanced at my family sitting in the front row. They didn’t look surprised at all that the bride had changed.

A few hair strands were falling on my face which made me pout, I am sure Jay will fall in love with me again after seeing me. "Like it?" She asked. "Love it... Thank you," I whispered. We both moved out of the tent and once again my heartbeat rose as I saw a bunch of people waiting for me. The path to the altar was made up of white and pink flower petals while the entrance of the altar was made up of blue and pink flowers. God... how perfect it could be anymore? My eyes fell on Jay who was standing at the altar with Ash by his side and I chuckled, were they both planning to take vows together?

I said. “Is this really your final decision?” Alpha King asked. I nodded. “Very well,” Alpha King said. “Can you… Alpha King… can I humbly request you to be the officiant of this marriage?” I asked, holding back the quiver in my voice. Alpha King peered at me, his eyes heavy with a sorrowful helplessness. He bowed his head in a gentle nod. *** The battlefield had turned into an altar. Instead of the beauty of flowers and lights as the decoration, there was a gore of mutilated dead bodies and blood. The aisle my feet walked down was covered with cracks and ashes.

The cat came near the trio. "Yes aunty" Allen was walking down the aisle alone. While the place was decorated perfectly. Kara had done a great job. Decorations screamed Allen and Sebestian. Elegant, charming, outstanding, and eye-catching, Jem was standing on the altar. Simon and Kara, and then Ohm and Jessica, were following him. Sebestian's uncle, aunt, Jace, Cat, other members, and their friends were sitting and waiting patiently for Sebestian and then Allen. Allen went to the altar and stood next to Jem. Her eyes automatically stopped in front of the door where Sebestian was supposed to come out.