The Alpha’s Rejected Luna, The Enemy’s Crowned Queen
The same girl who said she would never cry at my wedding was crying unbelievably.
"Okay. Miss Lyra Vale, do you take Alpha Dylan Ashford to be your lawful wedded husband, your Alpha, and your partner for the rest of your life to respect him in sickness and in health, to serve, and to I nodded.
“I do.” Dylan smiled even harder, and Elder Marcus nodded. “With the power invested in me by the moon goddess herself, I pronounce you husband and wife, Alpha and Luna, mate and mate. Go forth and bring pups into the pack. You may kiss the bride.” Dylan leaned in and placed a kiss softly on my lips. One of his hands reached for my ass, but I smacked it away. "Not here, dummy,” I muttered under my breat