Fated to my Enemy by Diane Doherty

Chapter One Hundred Fifty

Luna Ryley

Wedding day

I smile to myself as I wait in my champagne silk wedding dress. My hair is curled and pulled over one shoulder with ivory lilies holding it in place. My makeup was light with just a hint of color. I’ve never felt more beautiful than I do right now.

I was waiting by the back door of our house, waiting for our guests to be seated and for the ceremony to start. There were only about ten people we were sharing this moment with but it was perfect. After today. Channing and I would be Orions and I would have the family I always dreamed of having. And a mate who loves me.

While I was waiting, it gave me a few moments to think about how my life has changed. Never did I think I would get married, let alone be pregnant again. I was happy with it being just me and Channing but this was so much better. After experiencing my life with Blake, I couldn’t go back to the life where I didn’t have him. This journey may have been hard but he makes it all worth it. Everything I’ve gone through has been easier with him by my side. I’m incredibly lucky to have such a wonderful second chance.

I didn’t invite my parents. I haven’t spoken to them since my father’s visit. I love them but I need to focus on my family. Maybe in the future, we can all sit down and come to peace with everything that had happened but it won’t be until I’m ready. I’m not a young girl anymore and I don’t need them. Even though the decision wasn’t easy. I have to remind myself not to feel guilty about the decision that they made.

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girl?” Walter stuck his head in. He gasped when he

so beautiful,” He walked in and kissed my forehead.

you. Ryley, and you deserve to be happy. To have this wonderful love story with a mate who loves you. And Blake loves you. I’ve always thought

think of me as your daughter. I wouldn’t have made it this far without you.” My

have to get you married. Let’s not keep Blake waiting any longer.” I nodded as I wiped away the few fallen tears. I wrapped my

lilies lined the aisle and the archway Blake was standing under. He was wearing dark slacks and a white shirt with a few buttons undone. It was informal but this was also his day and I want him to be comfortable. And he looks sexy as hell. It didn’t matter what he

we would

him and me as I walked down the aisle towards my fated mate. My second chance

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