Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 202: Raphael & Laila’s Wedding

It was Raphael and Laila’s wedding celebration. Eleanor had a rather busier day than usual.

In the morning, after dropping Freya at school, she rushed to Heron House, where the local registration office was located. Teresa, Maya, Lily and a few other Heimdall employees were already there, representing Laila’s side of the family. On the other side, Dominic Blanc, Juliette Blanc, and a few other senior members of the Blanc Clan stood in for Raphael.

They received serial number two for the day. After the first group exited the marriage suite, their party was called in. Under the guidance of the staff, everyone took their seats while Laila and Raphael stood before the marriage desk.

The room, though modest in size, held an elegant air... clean cream walls, delicate white roses in crystal vases, and rows of cushioned chairs arranged on either side of a simple oak table at the front.

A registrar, dressed formally in a navy blazer with the city crest on the pocket, stood waiting behind the desk. Behind him, the official Union Jack and Manchester’s city flag stood proudly on polished brass poles. A small digital screen displayed the date and the words:

"Marriage Ceremony – Laila Monroe & Raphael Blanc"

Laila wore a graceful ivory midi dress that complemented her beauty. Her long hair was loosely pinned back, a few wisps falling softly around her composed face.

Raphael was dressed in a finely cut charcoal suit, his silver cufflinks catching the light as he adjusted his collar. He stole a glance at Laila from time to time, a quiet affection in his eyes.

The registrar smiled gently. "Shall we begin?"

Both bride and groom nodded in affirmation.

"This is a legal marriage ceremony under the laws of England and Wales," the registrar began. "Today, two people stand before witnesses to make a commitment to each other, witnessed and recorded here at Heron House, Manchester."

She gestured to both sides. "Are you both ready to proceed?"

"Yes," Laila answered, her voice clear and unwavering.

"I am," Raphael replied, softer, but just as sure.

"Please repeat after me... I, Raphael Blanc, take you, Laila Monroe, to be my legally wedded

toward Laila, his

you, Laila Monroe, to

the registrar, "I, Laila Monroe, take you, Raphael Blanc, to be my

you, Raphael, promise to love, support,

"I do."

Laila, do you promise to love, support, and stand by Raphael through

"I do."

the official marriage schedule, the thick pen gliding over their names, Laila Monroe and Raphael Blanc... inked into permanence. Eleanor and Dominic stepped

lifted the signed document with ceremonial care. "By the powers vested in me by the Registrar General, I now declare you husband and wife under

room filled

"Welcome to the

The kind that spoke of storms weathered and peace finally found. She placed her palm over her heart, then bowed to Juliette with the proper werewolf respect due

"Thank you, Mother."

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marriage ceremony ended, the party moved to Hawksmoor Manchester at Deansgate. Juliette Blanc had booked the entire restaurant for an intimate lunch

fresh seafood, along with a variety of

two hours, the gathering enjoyed good food, quiet laughter, and warm conversation

tackle their piled-up work, while the

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illuminated by a hundred golden lanterns, seemed to hold their breath in anticipation of the gathering. Since all the guests would be from the supernatural world, Clan Blanc’s own event management company

two young wolves’ success in the competition for the Trial of

colours... deep crimson banners stitched

event, glowed under a cascade of dazzling, colourful lights. At the center, long