Page 76 of Redeeming His Omega Mate

“You look so beautiful, Mummy,” she said, her voice filled with awe.

I knelt in front of her, tucking a stray curl behind her ear. “Do I?” I asked, smiling softly.

She nodded eagerly. “Like the Moon Goddess herself.”

I laughed, shaking my head at her words. There was a time when I had been nothing, a discarded mate, a lowly Omega with no place in the world. But now, I stood as a woman who had carved her own path, a mother who had kept her promise to raise her child with love, and a mate who had found love again.

I reached for her small hands, holding them in mine. “And you, my sweet girl, are the most beautiful of them all.”

She giggled, her cheeks flushing with happiness.

A knock on the door interrupted us, and when it swung open, Ryker stepped inside. He was dressed in a dark tunic embroidered with silver thread, the patterns resembling the markings of our new pack. Harmoniq. A leather belt secured it at his waist, and a thick cloak rested over his shoulders, fastened with a metal clasp. He looked every bit the leader he had become, rising to the authority Damian had placed on him as the leader in the former Silver Fang territory.

“You look…” he faltered as he took me in, a smile etched on his face.. “Beautiful, Tala,” he finally said. “I can only imagine our mother’s reaction if she could see you right now.”

A bittersweet smile formed on my lips. “At least I have you.” I met his gaze, warmth filling my chest.

A part of me still couldn’t believe he was here and that, after all these years, we had found each other again. His presence was a reminder of everything I had lost, everything I had gained, and how far I had come.

He let out a slow exhale before stepping forward, offering me his arm. “It’s time.”

I took one last glance at my reflection before slipping my arm through his, holding Aria’s hand in my other, as I stepped out of the room, ready to get married to my fated mate.

When I stepped onto the pack quarters, the crowd rose to their feet. Aria led the way, scattering petals with each step, while I followed behind, my arm in Ryker’s.

I blinked against the sting of tears, my gaze locking on Damian. He was staring at me, starstruck, his smile soft and awed, as if he couldn’t believe I was real. He wore a black ceremonial tunic embroidered with silver along the edges, the fabric hugging his frame. My nerves twisted in my stomach, not just from the weight of so many eyes on me but from the excitement bubbling inside of me.

Damian crouched briefly to kiss Aria on the cheek when she reached the center aisle, then rose to clasp Ryker’s hand in a firm handshake before Ryker stepped away to take his seat. I took my place beside Damian, the elder standing before us.

He began reading the marital rites, but I wasn’t really listening. My gaze was locked onto Damian’s as if we were caught in a moment just for us, and as if the hundred or so eyes watching didn’t exist.

After what felt like a long speech, the elder finally lifted his gaze from the book in his hands. It was time for the vows.

“I’d like to go first,” I said.

The elder nodded, giving me the go-ahead.

I took Damian’s hands in mine and braced myself to speak.

“Damian,” I started and then paused, not because I didn’t know what to say, but because I needed a moment. A moment to soak in the goodness of this day, to take in the man standing before me, the man who, in just minutes, would be my husband.

“If someone had told me we’d be here like this, I wouldn’t have believed them. Actually, I would have laughed. Or maybe cried. Because for so long, I thought our story had ended. And I wanted it to stay that way.”

Silence settled over the crowd as everyone listened.

“But life has a way of bringing us back to what is meant for us. And though the road here wasn’t easy, though it was paved with heartbreak and loss, it also led to something greater, to understanding, to forgiveness, and to a love I never thought I’d be brave enough to hold again.

“You were my greatest wound, but you became my greatest healing. Today, I promise you this: I will stand with you, even on the hardestdays. I’ll rule beside you as your Luna, leading our people toward the future you dream of, toward one pack, unified against all odds. I will always fight for us, for our family, for the life we’re building. Because love isn’t just words, it’s choices. And I choose you, Damian. In this life and in every life to come.”

Damian’s fingers tightened around mine, his eyes dark with emotion. He just stared at me. His usual unshakable stance was still there, commanding and strong, but in his eyes, I saw something else. Something raw. Something fragile.

His throat bobbed as he swallowed, his breath just a little unsteady. And then I saw it. The faint shine of unshed tears. Not from pain. Not from regret. From love.

And when it was his turn to speak, he hesitated. For the first time since I’d known him, Damian Stone was at a loss for words.

I let out a laugh, dabbing at the tear that had slipped down my cheek. “Don’t tell me you’re going to stay mute during your vows again?” I teased, and the crowd burst out in laughter.

Damian chuckled, but when he spoke, his voice was thick with emotion. “I can’t…” he exhaled sharply, shaking his head. “Tala, I love you. More than you can imagine. My life was hollow before you walked back into it. And since then, I’ve felt alive.”

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