Silent Bite-A Scanguards Wedding (1001 Dark Nights) by Tina Folsom Page A
Authors: Tina Folsom
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When he attacked the other vampire to save you, he didn’t hesitate even a split second.” Then he shrugged. “Though I guess a vampire wouldn’t have been my first choice, particularly since I didn’t think they existed. But at least that means he can protect you from other vampires.”
Ursula sighed.
“Please, by leaving me my memories, you’re granting me peace of mind,” Yao Bang pleaded.
Oliver exchanged a look with Ursula, then he took a step toward her father and stretched out his hand. “I have your word that you’ll never divulge our secret?”
Yao Bang nodded and took Oliver’s hand. “I promise you, son.”
It was the first time his future father-in-law had ever called him son.
“What about my mother?” Ursula interrupted.
“Let me handle your mother,” Ursula’s father promised. “I’ll find a way to tell her if it ever becomes necessary.” Then he brushed some dirt particles off his tuxedo. “And now, I think it’s time to get on with this wedding or your mother is going to have a fit.”
Oliver chuckled. “I’d better get cleaned up a little.”
Ursula giggled. “I’ve got vampire all over my dress.” She pointed to the dust on her skirt.
Their gazes met and heated in an instant. In a few short hours she would have vampire all over her body. Her naked body.
13
From his vantage point on the small podium in the tent, Oliver looked down the aisle. He couldn’t see Ursula, but he knew she was standing at the French doors to the living room, ready to walk along the covered walkway into the tent. He’d made sure that nothing else would happen now. Zane and Cain had volunteered to remain in the living room with her and her father until they were safely inside the tent. And once they were married, Oliver would blood-bond her as soon as possible. Only then would she truly be safe. Because only then would they be able to communicate telepathically with each other. And Oliver would always immediately sense when she was in danger.
He tried to relax and watched as Isabelle walked down the middle of the aisle, carrying the little pillow with the rings in her hands. Delilah coached her from the sidelines, making sure she didn’t stop midway, but walked all the way to the front.
When he got his first glimpse of Ursula walking on her father’s arm, coming closer with each step, he held his breath. During the fight and the few moments afterwards, he hadn’t had a chance to admire her and take in how truly beautiful she looked. He’d never thought that she could look more glorious in a red wedding dress than any other woman in a white one. As graceful as a princess, she walked toward him, her eyes focused on him. All fear and panic was wiped from her face.
His heart started to thunder and he feared that everybody in the tent could hear how wildly it beat. Because it beat for her. And because of her.
When Ursula and her father finally stopped at the podium, he exchanged a brief look with Yao Bang. A contented smile played around the older man’s lips. Even though Oliver didn’t know his father-in-law very well, he grew fonder of him by the minute. To be accepted by Ursula’s father so wholeheartedly warmed his heart. His gaze drifted over the guests. Quinn sat near the podium. His sire looked at him as proudly as any father would, and behind him, Samson beamed with a happy smile. He’d been the first to see potential in him and had offered him a chance for a new life. Without Samson and Quinn he wouldn’t be here today.
He tore his look from them and smiled at Ursula. Their gazes fused.
Oliver barely heard the words of the minister as he spoke an introductory prayer and Yao Bang answered him when asked who was giving this woman to this man. Then he took his seat next to his wife.
Seconds turned into minutes as they exchanged traditional vows. The only thing they had changed was the ending. They’d replaced “till death do us part” with more suitable words.
“ . . .
Ursula sighed.
“Please, by leaving me my memories, you’re granting me peace of mind,” Yao Bang pleaded.
Oliver exchanged a look with Ursula, then he took a step toward her father and stretched out his hand. “I have your word that you’ll never divulge our secret?”
Yao Bang nodded and took Oliver’s hand. “I promise you, son.”
It was the first time his future father-in-law had ever called him son.
“What about my mother?” Ursula interrupted.
“Let me handle your mother,” Ursula’s father promised. “I’ll find a way to tell her if it ever becomes necessary.” Then he brushed some dirt particles off his tuxedo. “And now, I think it’s time to get on with this wedding or your mother is going to have a fit.”
Oliver chuckled. “I’d better get cleaned up a little.”
Ursula giggled. “I’ve got vampire all over my dress.” She pointed to the dust on her skirt.
Their gazes met and heated in an instant. In a few short hours she would have vampire all over her body. Her naked body.
13
From his vantage point on the small podium in the tent, Oliver looked down the aisle. He couldn’t see Ursula, but he knew she was standing at the French doors to the living room, ready to walk along the covered walkway into the tent. He’d made sure that nothing else would happen now. Zane and Cain had volunteered to remain in the living room with her and her father until they were safely inside the tent. And once they were married, Oliver would blood-bond her as soon as possible. Only then would she truly be safe. Because only then would they be able to communicate telepathically with each other. And Oliver would always immediately sense when she was in danger.
He tried to relax and watched as Isabelle walked down the middle of the aisle, carrying the little pillow with the rings in her hands. Delilah coached her from the sidelines, making sure she didn’t stop midway, but walked all the way to the front.
When he got his first glimpse of Ursula walking on her father’s arm, coming closer with each step, he held his breath. During the fight and the few moments afterwards, he hadn’t had a chance to admire her and take in how truly beautiful she looked. He’d never thought that she could look more glorious in a red wedding dress than any other woman in a white one. As graceful as a princess, she walked toward him, her eyes focused on him. All fear and panic was wiped from her face.
His heart started to thunder and he feared that everybody in the tent could hear how wildly it beat. Because it beat for her. And because of her.
When Ursula and her father finally stopped at the podium, he exchanged a brief look with Yao Bang. A contented smile played around the older man’s lips. Even though Oliver didn’t know his father-in-law very well, he grew fonder of him by the minute. To be accepted by Ursula’s father so wholeheartedly warmed his heart. His gaze drifted over the guests. Quinn sat near the podium. His sire looked at him as proudly as any father would, and behind him, Samson beamed with a happy smile. He’d been the first to see potential in him and had offered him a chance for a new life. Without Samson and Quinn he wouldn’t be here today.
He tore his look from them and smiled at Ursula. Their gazes fused.
Oliver barely heard the words of the minister as he spoke an introductory prayer and Yao Bang answered him when asked who was giving this woman to this man. Then he took his seat next to his wife.
Seconds turned into minutes as they exchanged traditional vows. The only thing they had changed was the ending. They’d replaced “till death do us part” with more suitable words.
“ . . .
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