94. "Final Wedding"

Olive’s POV

Five nights had come and gone, but they seemed to stretch on for an eternity. Each passing moment felt heavier than a year’s worth of time.

My mate and I had dedicated ourselves to the sacred mating ceremony throughout those long nights. Thankfully, Lycan Aaron had only offered me gentle caresses, refraining from going any further. This allowed me to find some solace and rest during the final night of the ceremony.

As the sun began to rise, the omega maids arrived at our doorstep, their presence signaling the start of a new day. I opened my eyes, searching for any sign of Aaron, but he was nowhere to be found.

“Olive! You’re safe,” Grandma Abuela exclaimed with relief. She nonchalantly pushed aside the remnants of the iron pillar and broken chains, her gaze fixed upon me. “It appears that Alpha Lycan Aaron truly cares for his bride.”

“Yes, Grandma. He showed his concern by allowing me to rest last night,” I replied, my voice filled with gratitude.

“He should, my dear