Scaring tribes || ST 1

EPILOGE

Archer's POV

A few months later...

Everyone cheered as he started walking down the aisle. Everyone being the pack, his family and our few friends.

He was more gorgeous than I had ever seen him before. So beautiful that I almost sattted crying right here on the alter.

He was wearing a white suit with a black tie and I were wearing a black suit with a white tie. He smiled at me and I smiled back.

When he reached the alter I held my hand out and he took it, walking up in front of me. He took my other hand and looked into my eyes.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have gathered here today to witness the union of Archer Ravenwood and Dean Smith." The priest started. "Please repeat after me. I, Archer Ravenwood..."

"I, Archer Ravenwood..." I said.

"Take you, Dean Smith." The priest said.

"Take you, Dean Smith." I continued.

"To have and to hold."

"To have and to hold." I said and smiled.

And then it was like every noise disappeared, it was just me and Dean, right here in this moment.

"For better or for worse." Dean said.

"For rich or for poor." I continued.

"In sickness and in heatlh." He said.

"To love."

"To cheerish."

And then the priest close his book, looking at me.

"Do you, Archer Ravenwood, take Dean Smith as your husband?" He asked.

"I do." I said and looked into Dean's eyes.

"Do you, Dean Smith, take Archer Ravenwood as your husband?" He asked Dean.

"I do." Dean said and smiled.

"Then I pronunce you as married, you may now kiss your husband." The priest said and backed a step.

I pulled Dean closer to me before connecting our lips. He smiled agaisnt my lips as I put my hands on his hips. The crowd cheered in the background, cheering even louder as we broke the kiss and turned towards them.

I put an arm around Dean's waist as we started walking down the aisle. Everyone cheering at our sides.

A few hours later...

We were all placed in a big dining room, it was time for dinner and speeches. But we had already eaten the dinner so it was time for the speeches.

I was gonna go first, since I was the husband and all. Over the last few months I have been writing a speech for Dean. I'm so nervous to deliever it but I know he is gonna love it.

Someone handed me a mic as I walked up onto the little stage infront all of the tables. Dean was siting at the one in the middle on the front row. I took a deep breath before I started talking.