*~Aurora's POV~*
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Standing before the altar, the wedding stood still. The doors had burst open moments ago still wide, still swinging and whoever had opened them was nowhere to be seen.
Darius's grip tightened around my hand. His head snapped toward Rebecca.
"Rebecca, take Aurora out of here. Someone's trying to ruin our wedding," he commanded, his voice sharp with authority.
As he lifted the protective field surrounding us, George the Demon Lord rose to his feet. The moment he stood, the rest of the demons followed, their energy crackling through the hall.
Rebecca rushed to me, clutching my hand. "Aurora, are you ready? We need to go. Now!"
I blinked, staring toward the door. What if it was Hazel? What if it was my people—here for me?
I yanked my hand free from Rebecca's grip. Her eyes widened in shock.
"Aurora, what are you doing?" she hissed, her tone sharp with panic.
