The Alpha King's Reluctant Bride (Ava and Grayson) novel Chapter 54

-Ava’s POV-

I had pictured my wedding day only once when I was a child, and it had always been a perfect, precise image. In a grand hall, with every co

Perfection was what I knew but still, I had loved that version of a wedding I hoped to have.

In that childhood vision, there was a little boy at the end of the aisle, waiting for me. He was faceless then-

a figure without a name or identity.

The wedding with Dylan hadn’t felt anything like that

image. Being fated mates and his family ties to Uncle Damien were the only reasons it happened at all, but there was always something ab

Now, as I walked down the aisle again, every step felt like something out of a fairytale I’d secretly cherished. Everything looked just as the wished, perfect in every way.

And the boy was now a man, with a face—and it was Grayson’s face.

A tug pulled me back to reality as Isabella’s voice shattered the dream. She was bouncing on my bed, practically screaming, “It’s our weddin up, wake up!”

I groaned, rolling over and pulling the pillow over my head. “Since it’s ours, you go marry him, and we’ll switch later,” I mumbled. “I still need

She smacked me with another

pillow, not giving up. “Don’t be a buzzkill, Lilian! Get up! Eliza’s already on her way back with the bridesmaid dresses, and the hair and make I threw a mock glare her way, launching my pillow at her. “I hate you.”

“And I love you too. Now, let’s get you married,” she said with a grin that was contagious.

Those were the last words of sanity before the day picked up speed. Everything came at me in a blur: hair, makeup, gown fittings, the practi Getting married to Dylan had never felt like this-

it had felt more like a burden, an expectation I was fulfilling. But with Grayson… even though I knew this marriage was a temporary arrange As I stared at myself in the mirror, I barely recognized the woman looking back. The gown hugged me perfectly, sleek and timeless, with a s just enough detail to make it special. I looked elegant, confident.

Then there was my face, framed by waves of dark hair that flowed around me like liquid midnight, enhancing every angle, every detail. My e I closed my eyes for a second, letting the scene sink in as the car took me to the venue and I made my way to the room I would stay before

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