Big Flight by Zenina Masters

all and kissed her husband until her lips were numb and her body hummed. When they turned to greet the public, a cheer rose up.
    They walked to the side and signed the paperwork with Dira Montrose as the official, Lea and Deane as the witnesses.
    When they faced the crowd, Damon lifted her left hand to his lips and kissed the ring that he had placed there.
    She smiled brilliantly at everyone as they walked through their community, and when they adjourned to the erected tent, the party started.
     

Chapter Nine
     
     
    Photos were taken against a cliff face with the wind tugging at the long veil that was firmly pinned into the twist of her hair.
    His wife, Venezia, had flown in Athon Wells. Venny was charming, direct and had a manner that set folk at ease. She worked well with her husband and her competence shone in each movement.
    When she was arranging the veil for the bride-only photo, Venny winked. “We met at the Crossroads as well. Our son is with his uncle right now. Adon is enjoying his time learning about how wolves live. We don’t know what he will be when he grows up, but he will be strong and healthy.”
    Venny winked again and retreated while her husband took the photos.
    When the couple photos had been taken, two older and elegant strangers stood next to them in the pictures.
    As the photos were completed, Damon turned to her, “Molly, these are my parents. Dorian and Alizani. Mom, Dad, this is my wife, Molly.”
    She was hugged by the two beautiful newcomers.
    Dorian smiled, “Welcome to the family, daughter.”
    “Thank you…”
    “Call me Dorian.” He smiled and pressed a kiss to her forehead.
    “Call me Ali.” Alizani grinned. “We are delighted to have you joining the Suel family.”
    “It is a good day all around.” She giggled.
    Damon cocked his head. “Given that the music has begun, I believe that we should join the party.”
    “My dear husband, that sounds like a lovely idea.” She took the arm he extended to her and walked with him down the path with the photographer and his wife following the family.
    With her new family behind her, she was finally prepared to deal with the old one.
     
    Joliette had directed the catering, and Molly couldn’t find a flaw in it, not that she was looking. The tower of cake that had its own table kept most of her attention. It was both delicate and terrifying in its size. The conflict of visuals was enough to draw her gaze to it over and over.
    When the meal was over, the tower of cake was cut with fanfare, and then, it was time to get the dancing started. Damon pulled her to the dance floor to take his new bride for their first formal event as husband and wife.
    It was when the families of the bride and groom were invited to the dance floor that she first saw the Wexlers.
    Sissy was with her exceedingly nervous-looking fiancée, Celeste was with her annoying husband and her parents were waltzing on the edge of the dance floor. They completed the dance and the floor was thrown open to everyone.
    Laughing and holding onto Damon, she began to circulate through the guests. She met the other Shifter Council members, hugged Teebie’s aunt Dira and made her way through the endless waves of strangers who hugged her and wished her well.
    Damon whispered, “You can’t put it off any longer.”
    She understood what he meant when he steered her toward the Wexler table. Her parents got up and greeted him warmly.
    Damon introduced her in one of the most bizarre moment of Molly’s life. “This is my wife, Molly Suel, your daughter.”
    Her mother stepped forward and gave Molly a stiff hug. “Congratulations, Molly.”
    “Thank you, Mother.”
    Her father merely nodded toward her. “Congratulations.”
    Celeste and the rest of the family nodded politely, but Sissy’s fiancé got up and came around to shake both their hands. “Congratulations. I am delighted for you both.”
    Molly smiled, “Congratulations on your engagement.”
    He looked charmed. “Thank