Chapter 11

"What the hell! Is this a joke or what?" I snapped out of my thoughts "Marry you? Are you serious right now?"

"I know it’s hard for you to understand but, to be honest it’s also hard for me to explain." He said

"Well, you better start explaining 'cause I’m fucking confused."

"I’m a.." Before he couldn’t finish the sentence I instantly interrupted "Who the hell do you think you are? First, you tell me to get married to Tyler, oh my mistake, you tell me that I’m getting married to Tyler with or without my consent, it was already declared that Tyler and I are gonna get married." I yelled

"I can explain it…"

"It’s what! Jason" I yelled

Enough of Miss nice Ivy, it’s time to show them I’m a fucking badass, I can’t take this anymore. I’m not a doll to play with, first Tyler and now Jason then who’s next after him, his cousins or fuck!

"You know what Jason, I think it’s time I leave, if Tyler doesn’t wanna get married, it’s fine because I never wanted to marry him either and you don’t have to fill in for him or whatever the fuck you are doing." I let out a breath and turn around and looked at the pastor who seems to be enjoying the conversation "And you, I have the right to do whatever I want to do okay? You said leaving the fucking altar will bring bad luck but seems like with or without me leaving the fucking altar a stroke of bad luck was meant to happen." I yelled as his eyes widen

"Ivy please," Jason said as he held my hand

"Don’t touch me you fucker." I said and everyone grasped

I’m extremely mad, I feel like a joke, after all, I have the right to be mad, I waited for Tyler for almost an hour without sitting down or doing anything. This is seriously not the kind of wedding I thought of, the tension and uncertainty were too much to handle, on the other hand, is that fucking pastor that told me not to move because it will cause bad luck and see, despite I didn’t move what the fuck happened. I wasn’t mad because the wedding didn’t hold but was mad because they made a fool out of me. I let out a deep breath as I closed my eyes and slowly open them.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! This fucking gown is too uncomfortable, who the hell hired that stylist and designer for me?" I yelled

Everything is literally annoying me right now, the fucking gown, the fucking makeover that took five hours, and most importantly the motherfucker that decided to let his brother propose to me.

They all stared at me as I continued yelling and naming the things that pissed me off today "You know how long this fucking makeover took." I said as I looked directly at Jason "Five fucking hours."

No one said a word as they continued looking at me, it seems like I was narrating a story and they are my listeners. God, I couldn’t handle the anger and the fucking hunger that is disturbing me, I haven’t eaten anything since morning. This fucking day is literally going to be the worst day of my life and definitely something to laugh about with Barbara.

"Ivy, I know you’re mad but you have to understand," Jason said

I rolled my eyes as I walked past him

"Mom, I think we have had enough of the Banasiewicz family. It’s time we leave." I said turning back and staring at Jason who was still knelt on the ground.

As I walked to the exit, Tyler walked up "Not right away Ivy" He said as everyone turned back and looked at him they grasped.

There is the motherfucker, he has no shame, not only did he leave me standing but he sent his fucking brother as a replacement.

"Get out of my way" I yelled but he didn’t move an inch

"You have to listen to me." Tyler said as he pointed at Jason "I know everyone is shocked right now, actually only a few are but that man standing right over there is your soulmate."

Is he nuts or fuck, soulmate? I’m starting to think everyone in this family are under a medical condition. Did he just say Jason is my soulmate, because as far as I remember my soulmate was Evan, and now that his dead, I have no fucking soulmate?

"Get out of my way," I yelled

"Not until you listen to me. Jason and I may not be close brothers, we might always be arguing but that will never change the fact that he is my brother and I care about him. Jason can’t live without you Ivy, you are his mate." He said and everyone grasped

"Holy father, I just knew it. This is officially the best wedding ever." The pastor said excitedly

"Mate" I rolled my eyes as I chucked roughly

"He’s right, you’re my mate," Jason said as he walked in my direction

Mate? What the hell does that even mean?

"I’m no fucking mate," I yelled

"Yes you are, you are his mate. I was also shocked when I found out that he’s your mate. But the truth is, we can’t be together Ivy, you belong to Jason." Tyler said

What the hell is he talking about? "I don’t care if we can’t be together, yes you heard that right, I wasn’t in favor of this fucking marriage nor I’m his fucking mate." I yelled, Jason was about to speak when I cut him off "Who the hell are you?"

"I’m a werewolf Ivy and as all werewolves have mate, I have mine too. You’re my mate."

I looked at him until he finished talking before I roughly chuckled. He said werewolf LOL, werewolves only exist in movies. "Oh wow if you’re a werewolf then I’m a vampire." I roughly chucked

"Don’t you get it, I’m tired of explaining and begging…" Jason yelled but stopped as he realized the tone he was using. "I didn’t mean…"

"Enough of this drama, it’s time Jason," His dad announced

Time for what? What does he mean by that?

Jason looked at me before he turned back and pointed at the three men that were standing by the altar "Show her." He said

"Show me what?" I muttered

As I turned around and looked at them, their skin turned into brown fur, their eyes darkened and their legs turned into paws before I knew it they turned into giant wolves.

I gaped at them "Oh lord." they reminded me of the wolf that ate Evan the only difference was the color. My heart was going a mile a minute as I started to panic, my breath was becoming short and fast, feeling like no matter how much I breathe in I wasn’t getting enough oxygen into my lungs. As they growled my vision started to go sporty and the last thing I remember was a ferocious growl before I lost consciousness and blacked out.