Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 202

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.

after me... I, Raphael Blanc, take you, Laila Monroe, to be

turned slightly toward Laila,

take you, Laila Monroe, to

was Laila’s turn, she repeated after the registrar, "I, Laila Monroe, take you, Raphael Blanc, to be my legally

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

"I do."

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

"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 forward to sign as witnesses, each leaving a deliberate,

me by the Registrar General, I now declare you husband and wife under

room filled with

to the

storms weathered and peace finally found. She placed her palm over her heart, then bowed to Juliette with the proper werewolf respect

"Thank you, Mother."

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the official marriage ceremony ended, the party moved to Hawksmoor Manchester at Deansgate.

served its renowned British steaks and fresh seafood, along with a variety of side dishes carefully selected by Juliette

nearly two hours, the gathering enjoyed good food, quiet

and her group returned to Heimdall Tower to tackle their piled-up work, while the Blanc Clan headed back to their ancestral home... bringing the newly wedded bride and groom

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for the night’s grand event. Its sandstone walls, 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 took full control... releasing all human staff and

Raphael and Laila, but after the two young wolves’ success in the competition for the Trial of Yggdrasil, the clan decided to merge

soft, modern décor and dressed in the Blanc Clan’s colours... deep crimson banners stitched with black thread, each bearing the crest of a rampant wolf

of dazzling, colourful lights. At the center, long banquet tables were laid with traditional copper plates, polished knives, and great chalices waiting

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