Novel & Cerita My Mate's Wedding Drama

Ari's POV I did the right thing. I did the right thing! There is no crime in looking out for myself, right? If a love story like my parents could suddenly go sour…if my mother after twenty three years of what we thought was blissful marriage could tell my hot tempered father that she was never in love with him sending him into a fit of rage we only thought possible in folklore, then there was no way Aniston and I, two werewolves who couldn't be more different from each other survive life as mates.

They understand that the woman walking out of this room in an ivory gown was not the same woman who had signed a contract or fainted in a hotel bed or sat for eight days beside a hospital bed that she couldn't make herself leave. Outside the hall, I stood on the steps of the venue in my wedding dress, alone, and breathed the first clean breath I'd taken in weeks. I started walking... Behind me, through the closed doors, I could hear them, the low, heated sound of two brothers continuing an argument that had been building since the night I'd walked into a manor and seen a silhouette on a balcony. Let them argue. I don’t care anymore...

“The mother Luna told me I had the right to be here anytime I wanted, Afterall…we will soon be officially mates.” My jacket fell. “And I know we are supposed to wait until the marital ceremony,” Her voice dropped, fingers finding the lightly tied bow on her dress, all while holding my gaze. My blood boiled. “…I figured there’s no harm in getting familiar first. Besides, you seem so stressed and I really want to help you ease that.” Her dress fell apart, dropping to the ground, showcasing everything she had to offer. She pushed herself forward, as if she wanted to suffocate me with her breasts.

Selena’s POV The television blared in my dingy little room. “…Today marks the highly anticipated union of Eastbridge’s golden couple, Olivia Ashford and Mateo Blackwood. The ceremony is currently underway at the HMP Grand Hotel, with several political elites, celebrities, and business moguls in attendance…” I didn’t flinch. My eyes, dulled from exhaustion but edged with steel, stayed fixed on the screen. Mateo. My ex-boyfriend. The man who swore he’d wait for me.

The imposter stared at us with a canny smile on his face, and then he disappeared as the force broke. “Emilia, Emilia?” Mateo ran forward, cuddling her in his arms. “Emilia, please listen to me, don’t give up on me, please!!” For the very first time in years, I saw my brother crying. He was crying over his mate. A mate loss is what no one can handle. “He’s in the other direction,” Darkson growled as anger surged through us deeply. “Take her to the infirmary, I will bring him to doom!” I shifted and ran in the opposite direction.

Lena said flatly. “Terrifying,” Mara agreed. Lena sank into her stool, feeling the weight of exhaustion settle on her. “Honestly, at this point, I’d be happy with a decent date for this wedding. A date who can smile, hold a conversation, and not try to sell me crypto.” “That’s a low bar,” Mara said. “We can do better. You, my dear, need a date who will make Damian’s eye twitch.” “That’s oddly specific.” “Yes.” Mara downed half her drink. “Because I want that moment captured in HD.”

His pack was already on the verge of collapse, losing money since he was not doing his job. That was why he honed his attention on marriage, hoping to stabilize the political situation with the help of the Alpha King. Not only had he failed in that, but he had even offended the Alpha King. Jeremy’s pack soon fell, and he became a rogue wolf. On the day of the mating ceremony, I walked toward the man I loved in my wedding dress. Marcus, dressed in a black suit, looked fondly at me from across the room. Before the Moon Goddess, we made our vows, promises that would last a lifetime.

He was the brother I never had. Val’s phone chimed and she walked out with it, giving me an indicative nod. Ros and I looked at each other, knowing what was about to happen. Our drunken crusade at the brewpub on my bachelorette had gone a little out of hand when we had gotten a bit too drunk and ended up inviting Val’s supposed professor beau to the wedding. Matteo followed Val’s steps until she was out of the door and asked, “Where did she go?” “To pick her boyfriend.” I searched for Matteo’s expressions. He didn’t look too surprised, which means he knew about it, and he was not happy about it.”

he was stressing. " Tell Zey the truth," " Oh, I plan to... As soon as the wedding is over," he sighed. The wedding started five minutes later. The grooms wore white, and they looked fabulous. Todd was an emotional mess—as usual. The following day, I woke up with a throbbing headache. I groaned and whined incoherent words.

We think you'll love these stories, too. I looked everywhere throughout the house and I didn't pick up on my mate scent. I even went upstairs and to the backyard to see if her scent lingered there, it didn't. After about an hour I had concluded that my mate was not in the party, and neither was Tyler's, we left the party and were on our way back home.