A Royal Wedding #2
“Thanks, King Burrito, I’m glad you noticed,” Delsanra replied as Uncle put his hands on both women’s waists, glancing at the camera.
“So, what are you both trying to fucking be, the moon and sun or some shit?”
“Ooo, I like that! I was thinking more winter and summer,” Raihana said, pouting for the camera.
The photographer seemed a little nervous with the King’s cold glare directed at her, but she did her job as Uncle just stood there perfectly stoic and effortlessly handsome whilst the girls posed. My eyes went to Delsanra, and I had to admit she was so fucking sexy…
She glanced at me, winking, and I was glad that little brat wasn’t around. His addiction to Delsanra was ongoing. Speaking of kids… I glanced around, wondering where Leo was.
“Marcel, is Leo not here?” I asked.
“He is, but I’m not sure where. He hasn’t even come to see Al.” He spaced a little, and I knew he was mind-linking someone, probably to ask them to tell Leo to come over.
Leo… he had changed over the last year or so, and I knew it was because of me, yet no matter what I did, he refused to talk to me.
“Call him. I’ll take some pictures with my nephews since I’m already doing this crap.”
“Uncle, you know we look good,” Raihana said with a pout.
“You fucking do.” He hugged her, kissing her forehead. Since Dad had died, he had stepped in and been there for us all. He and Ri were really close, and I knew his being there had helped her as she had always been daddy’s girl. For me, too…
I looked away before I got emotional. Delsanra wrapped her arms around me, kissing my lips softly. She understood me even when I said nothing. I held her close, brushing my nose into her neck, enjoying the feel of her body against mine…
Leo came over, and the tension between us was thick. I had tried to explain things to him over Christmas, but he flat-out refused to listen to me.
“What?” He asked, looking at his dad. His jaw clenched as he refused to look at me.
“Hey, kid, not going to fucking greet me?” Uncle Al asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Hi. Can I go now?” He was thirteen, yet as expected of an alpha male, he was tall. Marcel was about to say something when Uncle shook his head at him slightly before he simply nodded.
“One picture with your uncle, then you can go.”
Leo exhaled and walked over to him. Raihana and Delsanra exchanged a look as they moved away, and Uncle placed an arm around his shoulders. The photographer snapped a picture before Uncle jerked his head at me. I shook my head, and he raised an eyebrow.
“I want a fucking picture of the Rossi next generation. Now get the fuck over here.”
“Only thing is, Dante isn’t here,” I remarked, walking over to him, noting the look of irritation in Leo’s eyes, but Uncle’s grip on his shoulder was firmly keeping him in place.
“The fucker already had an entire fucking photoshoot,” Uncle smirked. We took a picture before Marcel and Chris joined in, and that was all Leo could take.
“You’ve grown, Leo,” Mom told him the moment he pulled away from Uncle’s hold. He gave a small nod before turning and walking off.
“It’s not your fault,” Marcel said quietly to me, but I didn’t reply.
It wasn’t intentional, but it had been my fault, and I couldn’t just ignore that…
Damon
The venue was huge, and there were so many guests out there. Guards lined the grounds, and although there were more guests who would be coming after the vows, there were still many people there.
We had all taken our seats, and Alejandro had taken his place on the small stage.
Surprisingly, he didn’t have a best man on stage.
We were werewolves; we didn’t really follow traditional weddings anyway.
I looked at my gorgeous girl dressed in a sexy black dress that accentuated her curves to perfection as she sat, one leg crossed over the other, and I couldn’t stop gazing at her breasts or lush, thick thighs.
Are you just going to stare at me or pay attention to the ceremony? She asked through the link, glancing at me.
Stare at you, I replied, That’s not even up for debate. I kissed her deep red lips. She kissed me back, shaking her head.
“Seriously, babe, focus.”
I will focus on what’s most important to me. Her.
I wrapped my arm around her, kissing her forehead. I had never been happier.
She leaned against me as the musicians began to play, and we all turned to see Dante, in a tux, carrying the cushion bearing the rings as he walked down the aisle at a rather brisk pace.
Robyn laced her fingers with mine, her heart skipping a beat as our eyes met.
I pecked her lips as we turned to see our own little princess walk down the aisle, her large blue eyes wandering around, and I almost chuckled.
Azura really did love to take things at her own pace.
Goddess, kids were damn cute. She seemed to pause, getting distracted by something before Aunty Red called her.
“Baby… sprinkle the petals,” she whispered.
“Oh, yes, Mama!” Azura replied, making some of the guests chuckle.
She began to sprinkle the petals, walking along. She stumbled a little on the hem of her princess dress and paused. I realised her shoe had fallen off.
“Oh no,” she said, confused, glancing at her shoe and then ahead at the stage. I knew she had been told to keep going forward.
I watched as Alejandro’s nephew, Leo, got up from his seat, as it was on the edge of the row not far from where Azura was standing and grabbed her little heeled boot, holding it out to her. She blinked and lifted her dress, sticking her foot out and making me smile.
Cute. Damn, I need a picture of this.
Aunty Red was about to get up, but when Leo knelt down, she smiled and sat down again. He was frowning as he put the shoe on for Azura, glancing around and glaring at all of us who were watching. Damn, the kid had the Rossi fire in him. He needed a mate to tame that anger…
“What’s your name?” Azura asked him, seemingly not bothered that she was being videoed right then or that we were in the middle of a wedding concession, ever the curious little princess.
“Leo,” he answered moodily as he stood up.
“Thank you, Weo,” she replied cutely before turning and walking to the front, forgetting to scatter the rest of the petals in her basket. Well, she did well enough, and the carpet was made of flowers anyway…
“That was so cute,” Robyn whispered, smiling softly.
“Yeah, and that move coming from a Rossi,” I said, feeling several eyes turn to me, including Rayhan’s, Alejandro’s, and Leo’s.
Damn werewolf hearing. I guess only a Westwood princess could make Rossi’s do stuff like that.
I smiled in amusement just as Raven came down the aisle, taking her place on the stage.
Then it was time for the bride herself to enter.
We all turned as Kiara stepped out. She looked stunning in her gown, her eyes fixed on her king ahead…
Elijah
No matter how many times we did something like this, it was still hard giving your daughter away…
It wasn’t the only role of mine in this wedding either.
I looked at Kiara, thinking she had come so far from the little girl I used to worry so much over.
I walked her down the aisle, but there was no regret or worry in me.
The man who awaited her, the one who made her heart race and looked at her as if she was the most precious thing in the world, was the one man I could trust her with.
The King, yet before that, he was hers. Her hand may be on my arm, but her eyes were locked with her mate’s.
Life had been hard, but the light had returned, and talking about it all had helped. Liam may have pushed me, but it had worked. I was able to enjoy life and cherish what I still had…
We reached the small stage, and I placed Kiara’s hand in Alejandro’s, their eyes on each other’s and unseeing of anything else.
The intensity of their love for one another was clear as day.
I smiled slightly, stepping onto the stage and taking the place of the best man, a position that Alejandro had asked me to take months ago…
“I had something I wanted to ask you,” Alejandro said, taking a drag on his cigarette.
“Not like you to ask. Don’t you usually state what you want?” I replied, cocking a brow.
“Yeah, well, we all know you don’t fucking listen to shit.”
“Yeah, I don’t,” I smirked arrogantly. He gave me a cold glare before frowning.
“I want you to be my best man at the wedding.”
What? I looked at him in shock, but he was dead serious, his eyes shadowed.
“You were Raf’s closest friend… and probably the next person in line who understands me the most….”
The pain of Rafael’s loss would always remain, and at that moment, we both felt it.
I could see it in his eyes, and I knew mine were probably similar.
I looked at him and nodded. We may never ever fucking admit it because we were both too proud, but we were both there for the other if the need ever arose.
I smirked despite the emotions that consumed me.
“So, guess you’re bowing down and accepting that you appreciate me,” I mocked cockily.
“Nah, what I appreciate is you making Kiara. She’s fucking fine,” he smirked arrogantly as I frowned.
Dickhead.
“But, yeah, admitting it or not, I’ve kinda lost my best man... so I need a fucking replacement.”
Our eyes met, and no matter how cold or uncaring his voice sounded, I knew he was still hurting from Rafael’s death…
I hadn’t told anyone but Scarlett about it, and the surprise from many was to be expected, but the vibrant smile on Kiara’s face made me give her a small smile.
“Dad…” she said, looking at Alejandro, her eyes filled with tears.
“Don’t cry, or some fuckers may think I’m forcing you to do this shit,” Alejandro murmured, making her laugh weakly before he kissed her.
“Alpha… you kiss the bride after the vows,” Allen, one of the elder alphas on the Council, said.
“Are you fucking telling me I can’t kiss my woman?”
“Ah, not at all, Your Highness…” Allen waved his hand.
“Good, so get a fucking move on. How the fuck am I supposed to not kiss her when she looks this fucking good?”
“Of course!” Allen replied.
“I have no idea who came up with this shit that we wait until the vows are done before a couple can kiss…”
I smirked as I heard Alejandro mutter that last line. Kiara smiled as Alejandro kissed her hands as they exchanged their vows and rings.
“I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss-”
Alejandro was already kissing Kiara, bending her backwards. I frowned, glancing at Azura, who was staring wide-eyed until Raven covered her eyes. I had a feeling she was going to be a handful.
A surge of petals rained down upon us, and everyone cheered. I glanced around, looking at all the familiar faces in the crowds. Kiara’s kids… Liam and Raven, Azura, Damon…
My eyes finally fell to my own mate, looking like the goddess she was as she sat there, standing out from the crowd. My damn queen…
Our eyes met, and she gave me that sexy, teasing smirk of hers. Yes, there was still so much to live for…
Kiara
“So, how does it feel being Mrs Rossi?” Alejandro asked me.
“I like the sound of that,” I replied, my gaze dipping to his sexy lips before I kissed him again. His arm was still around me as he motioned to Darien to bring the girls over. Dante ran over, wrapping his arms around my waist.
“Mama, you look amazing!” He exclaimed. I knelt down, pulling him into my arms, feeling so happy.
“So do you, my love.”
I kissed his forehead before standing up as Darien passed the girls to Alejandro.
I kissed them both, my little angels. Skyla was trying to tug Alejandro’s earring whilst Kataleya simply rested her head on his shoulder.
My eyes met Alejandro’s, and I smiled warmly.
My family, my loved ones, and my mate were right here, and I felt happy.
“Come on, guys, let’s get some pictures!” Raven called.
I smiled and nodded. I would make the most of the day with them all because that night, we would leave for our honeymoon, just Al and I, and something told me it was going to be one that I was never going to forget…