Surrender To Us, Our Luna (One Luna, Four Alphas) novel Chapter 422

Chapter 422: 422-I Accept You, Alpha Ian

Clementine:

I was shocked to see my father among other people. However, it seemed like these people could not communicate with each other.

"The bad people go there," Ian murmured in my ear. "They are just spirits. They cannot interact. They cannot touch you. They just stand there without any negativity in them," he explained, possibly because they were not even from the north. He added that part, and I gave him a nod.

"Now may I?" Ian asked as he held his arm up for me. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Getting a blessing from my mother changed everything for me. I wrapped my arm around Ian’s arm, and we began to step down the aisle, reaching the stage.

My knees felt weak for a moment. It was really happening. Ian stood beside me, his arm brushing mine.

I looked around in confusion because there was no officiant at first. However, a spirit formed in front of us. I gasped a little, but then Ian tightened his hold on my hand as he adjusted in front of me, and I let out a small breath and smiled.

The spirit nodded for me to speak. I swallowed and lifted my chin.

"My life was boring before you arrived," I said, my voice shaking at first because I was being watched by so many people who were no longer alive, and then there was my mother.

She had walked to the podium with us. She was standing right on the other side of the officiant, so close to me.

"I still remember you sitting in that prison with me, watching me. It started with hatred, but then something changed. It became something I needed. You were always there for me, Ian. Even when I was dying in the North, all I missed was you and your touch. I was upset that I never got to talk to you, and if I had died, it would have been without fixing things with you."

As I spoke, I noticed Ian’s expression softened. His eyebrows pulled together, and he looked worried and a little guilty. His thumb rubbed the back of my hand, as if reassuring me that everything was fine now.

"You may speak now," the officiant said to Ian, who nodded.

"My entire life, I felt like I did not belong anywhere," he started, his voice showing a lot of emotion.

"There were moments when I did not even know what my purpose was. But then you arrived. At first, I wanted your attention, so I behaved like a child who picks fights. I never understood when it changed. You became the only person I wanted close to me. My entire purpose became wanting you and keeping you by my side."

Ian took a brief pause, and then he added, "Oh, Clementine." That was all he said, and it gave me goosebumps on the back of my neck.

"Do you accept each other?" the spirit asked. He was an old man with a long white beard and mustache and a bald head. He wore a white suit.

Ian looked at me, waiting. Alphas usually tried to take charge first. They would be the first to accept or reject their mate.

So when Ian gestured for me to go ahead, I felt comfortable and happy that he respected me.

"I, Clementine Stark, accept Ian Hunt as my mate and as my husband."

As soon as I said that, strength spread through my arms and legs, and Ian squeezed my hand, giving me support.

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