Chapter 30: First Dance
Ariana’s heart leapt in her chest as the grand hall fell into utter silence. No one dared to speak—no one even breathed too loudly, as if the very sound of their breath could be taken as a challenge.
"Very well then... We declare you two husband and wife, Luna and Alpha of the Kingdom of Elto—"
Before the officiant could finish, Zavren moved.
In the blink of an eye, he closed the distance between them, his hand sliding around Ariana’s waist with possessive certainty. A collective gasp rose from the crowd—part awe, part shock—just as his lips captured hers.
Ariana was not excluded—she hadn’t expected that at all.
The moment his lips touched hers, her entire body sparked with energy. She shuddered, craving more before she even understood why. Fireworks exploded in her head as her body danced to the rhythm of sweet clouds. Then, just as suddenly, Zavren pulled away—slowly. His eyes met hers, dancing with an unreadable emotion—something intense, something deep—and before she could name it, it vanished.
Her mouth opened, then closed again. Her face flushed hot as applause erupted through the hall. Ariana stood frozen, overwhelmed, realizing they had done that with lots and lots of people watching—including the... priest... oh.
She couldn’t believe it.
She was his mate.
But... how? She was only human.
Before she could fully register what was happening, a man appeared, carrying a silver-toned, luxurious foamed tray that shimmered softly under the lights. On it rested two rings.