Christine Feehan: Dark Symphony (Dark Series - book 10)

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Byron stepped forward to meet his bride. Don Giovanni kissed his granddaughter and placed her hand in Byron’s. “I give her into your keeping.”

“And she will always be safe,” Byron promised solemnly.

Byron turned back to the altar and, together with Antonietta, faced the priest, his heart swelling with joy. He had found his lifemate, a woman of courage and compassion who would spend eternity at his side.

The marriage ceremony was solemn, the priest’s words eloquent. Byron felt the words in his heart and in his soul. He knew it was right that they had married in the way of her people. They were blending two worlds together, and each mattered equally. He spoke his vows in a clear voice, meaning every word. Antonietta’s voice was low and played over his skin like a caress.

“I love you, Byron Justicano. I will always love you,” Antonietta whispered softly as he placed his ring on her finger.

The priest pronounced them man and wife.

Byron bent his head to hers as she lifted her face. Her expression of love was so passionate, his heart moved in his chest. He kissed her with exquisite tenderness.

I have always loved you, Antonietta. And I, you.

“I give you Signor and Signora Justicano.”

Byron and Antonietta turned and faced their families together, hand in hand. The roar of happiness and joy spilled out of the chapel to reach up to the heavens and down to the sea.