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“The males always are,” his dad said with a wink.
After checking his reflection in the mirror and quelling the nerves that kept showing up even though he knew he didn’t have anything to be nervous about, he rejoined his parents.
“Ready to marry your truemate?” his dad asked.
“More than ready.”
“It’s a beautiful day, and a wonderful start to the next chapter of your life,” his mom said. “I’m so happy for you.”
“I’m glad you could be here to share this day with me.”
He and his family left the apartment and he sat in the backseat of his parents’ car. They talked about the upcoming ceremony, but Ren was too nervous to carry a conversation. He knew he’d feel fine once he saw Kismet. Being away from her made his nerves jangle like Christmas bells.
The street was packed with cars, and Ren breathed out a sigh of relief when his dad stopped in front of the house and turned off the car. “I want to run right into the house and find her,” Ren said, “but I think she’d skin me alive if I messed with her upholding all the traditions.”
His dad snorted. “I think so, too. You know the saying, happy wife, happy life.”
“I think that’sverygood advice,” his mom said.
They exited the vehicle, and Ren looked at the house, trying to catch a glimpse of Kismet through the windows. His mom smacked his shoulder. “Quit tempting fate, young man. You’ll see her soon enough.”
“Notsoonenough,” he murmured.
He escorted his parents around the house to the back, where Acksel and Sam waited along with E’lahn and the king and queen. Ren introduced his parents to the fae, and then escorted them to their seats in the front row. The king and queen followed, the queen taking a seat in the front row along with Kismet’s mother and brother.
Ren, Alberik, Acksel, and Sam walked to the rose-laden archway. Alberik lifted his head and looked at the arch. “It’s lovely. My wife said these roses put hers to shame.”
“Kismet would be honored to hear that,” Ren said.
The music, which had been barely audible over the light chatter of the guests, grew louder. Ren straightened and looked to the house, anxious to get a glimpse of his mate. The sliding door was open, and a curtain of ivy that Kismet had created blocked the view inside the house. The curtain parted and Brynn walked out, followed by Keyarielle. The two wore matching pink silk dresses. The curtain closed and the music changed to the Wedding March. Ren held his breath as the curtain parted and Kismet and her father walked out.
She. Looked. Amazing.
The dress was a beautiful, perfect white, matching her wings that were outstretched behind her. The gown brushed the ground, the crystals and pearls sparkling in the afternoon sunshine. She wore a crown of tiny roses on her head with small white flowers woven into her hair. Her father wore an outfit like Ren’s, but looked more guardian-angel with his wings outstretched than he did father of the bride.
Kismet’s eyes sparkled with unshed tears as she walked down the aisle. Everyone was on their feet. Ren wanted to run to her and capture her in his arms, vowing to never, ever let her go. But his feet remained firmly planted until she reached him.
Alberik cleared his throat. “Who gives this fae to this wolf?”
“Her mother and I do,” E’lahn said, his voice wavering with emotion at the end.
Alberik nodded. E’lahn kissed Kismet on the cheek and whispered to Ren, “Welcome to the family.” Then he took his seat between Linella and Noah.
The moment Kismet’s hand touched his, Ren couldn’t hear anything that was said. All he could do was focus on his beautiful mate, his soon-to-be wife, and the mother of his children. The king performed his ceremony, and then the pastor his. Ren remembered reciting vows, remembered being told to kiss his wife, but everything passed away from him the second he drew Kismet close and kissed her.
She was his forever now, and he was hers.
Nothing on earth or in any realm would separate them.
And he looked forward to a long and happy life with his sweetheart.
His mother was right. It was a beautiful day to start the next chapter of their lives.
* * *
Kismet’s brain fogged over when Ren’s lips touched hers. The crowd cheered and clapped, but all she could think about was that it had been far too long since she’d touched Ren, and she didn’t want to stop. Reluctantly, they parted, and the pastor announced them as Mr. and Mrs. Corbin. The crowd cheered even harder as they walked down the aisle to the patio for the receiving line.
“You’re so beautiful,” Ren said. “I missed you.”
