DAMIEL
I am starting to think the event planner robbed me... The air conditioners here don't work.
The heat is down there though. Not anywhere else.
I am marrying a peacock, the most beautiful of them all. I do not deserve him; he does not belong with me, but I want to ruin him for any other person. I want to break him.
My Angel, so little and innocent... Those tempting eyes of his, I feel myself in him. I think I see a future. And I think he likes what he sees. I am your Viking. You are my Angel.
I bet he has no idea he's been staring at me for the past three minutes he got here. But who am I to complain.
Let my angel stare...
CHARLIE
"I now pronounce you husband and husband," the priest smiled, showing me just the amount he gulped from the Voldov family for a twenty-four hours wedding.
I think it is time for my heina ceremony. Oh god. I am so not ready for this.
As Hailey and Dailey explained, the husband wears the heina, no one else. A neatly folded heina is placed beside my caetinis, just then this bald priest decides to send me into panic mode when he announces, "You may now kiss," fucking bald priest.
Damiel, who was already so close to me before, shifted closer, placed his huge hand on my lower back to draw me near, and his other hand lifted up my chin slowly. He pressed his lips against mine and oh my god I moaned, like I fucking made a fool out of myself.
He deepens the kiss like it was oxygen for me, his hand on my chin traveling to my neck where he grips me hard. I leaned into the kiss and he fucking pulled away. Stopping the kiss and brushing his thumb over my lips soothingly while staring into my eyes, I swear I could see fire in those eyes like he wasn't the one standing anymore.
The priest cleared his throat like he was embarrassed and it made me turn very red because I can feel how hot my face and my ears have gotten.
A bell sounded thrice and two foam cushions were placed in front of me. Two omegas in a heina were allowed into the room with their caetinis behind them separately, but they had no alphas in assassin clothing with them.
Hah... I am the only one with assassin careen's. That's... umm, special. Yeah, special.
It's weird that even though their body and face are well hidden from the outside world, the respect they've received after coming in is something to write home about. They do not seem to be looked down on but they are well respected. That reminds me, I think seeing a white heina makes me want one.
The two heina omegas were led to the cushions on the floor and they sat on them, placing their hands on the other cushion before taking off the veil on their faces. Immediately the veils were taken off. Everyone in the hall looked in the opposite direction, even the priest, except two alphas amidst the crowd who I suspect would be the husbands to the omegas kneeling.
They stood up in sync like it had been rehearsed before coming. They collected the heina with my caetinis and gave them to my husband, piece after piece, telling him where each one belonged. He wore them for me as instructed. After that was over, the two omegas wore their veils before instructing Damiel to wear the veil for me.
A bell sounded and the crowd turned to us again, cheering loudly. The omegas in heinas each gave me their hugs with gentle shoulder squeeze as congratulations.
The two alphas in the crowd that saw the full coronation came down to us. They gave Damiel a man-hug and stood four feet away from me. Yeah, rules, I get it.
They bowed slightly and their posture was repeated by the omegas in heina. And Christ, those omegas are beautiful. Beautiful is putting it lightly. They seem too alluring to be real. If it were me, I would never have agreed to be covered.
It is so weird to be in a heina in front of other people.
Many people came forward to offer their greetings, while alphas stayed at least five feet from me.
In an instant, Hailey and Dailey were beside me, and my two bunny-lionish assassins were in front of me. I feel so tired, I need me some sleep. I think it is time for the reception because everyone is starting to leave me. Yay! Thank Christ. I cannot wait to have me my rest.
Ohkay... so, anything I said about resting is wishful thinking, because tell me why I would be getting picked up by Damiel. My husband's personal limousine. And then my 'ex' shows up to congratulate me.
I can feel Damiel's gaze on me, even from the tinted glass of the limo. As an alpha, he is meant to be at least four feet, if not five, from me. And the idiot kept trying to come closer.
Fuck him. I don't mean fuck him like I would literally do it. You know what, never mind.
But the way naughty thoughts keep coming in... I can't help but think about how tonight will be. I can feel myself swallowing the lump in my throat and my face heating up at the same time. Anyone able to see beneath the veil will see how red I have gotten. But my scent truly will give me away.
As I guessed, the surprised look on Hailey's face says a lot and how Herod looks uncomfortable, like he is dreading something bad about to happen. And just then I realized that Damiel Voldov would surely have picked up on my scent. He is a royal wolf for a reason.
Oh god... he is going to think my sweet scent of arousal is for my ex-boyfriend. Wow. A quick way to end a marriage that has not even started.