4: Wedding

ELINNA

“Alpha Tim, welcome to my house. You say you have my bride?”

My father shoved me forward with unnecessary force. I stumbled slightly before catching myself, forcing my chin up despite the way my pulse pounded in my throat.

Carlisle's golden eyes - not blue as I'd first thought in the dim lighting, but a mesmerizing molten gold - raked over me with predatory intensity. His nostrils flared slightly as he inhaled my scent, those unnerving eyes missing nothing from my trembling fingers to the rapid rise and fall of my chest.

"She is perfect," he finally declared, and the relief that flooded me was so strong my knees nearly buckled.

From the corner of my eye, I saw Lily's face twist in jealousy and Ben's fingers curl into fists at his sides.

“Excuse us. I would like to speak to her alone.”

The butler led them away and only the both of us stayed in the room.

“You can look at me. I won't bite.”

He has short black hair with the best blue eyes I'd ever seen. He was built, enough to make the buttons on his shirt hang on for dear life.

“What is your name?”

The words won't come out of my mouth.

“Elinna, My King.”

“Call me Carlisle. You will make a perfect wife for me. I will treat you right.”

Hmm, maybe this wasn't such a bad idea at all. Maybe this was just what I needed.

After the whole introduction, we went back home and my father came into my room later that night.

“Your wedding is tomorrow. When you go to that house. I don't expect you to embarrass me. I want you to be on your best behavior and make sure that you make him happy. If he ever has any reason to complain about you, I'll make sure I come there and teach you a lesson myself.”

That was not what I'd thought my father would say to me. I thought that like every other father, he would give me his blessings and tell me to be happy.

“Yes father.”

I'd agreed to it. Not like I had a bad choice but it seemed less of a punishment because I'd come to know Carlisle better.

At the house that day, he'd asked me what I thought about marriage.

“I just learned about it today.”

He scoffed.

“I am so sorry. I thought your father would have told you about it a long time ago. We've had this discussion a long time ago.”

Of course he wouldn't say anything to me because he didn't think it would matter if I gave my consent or not. That's how much he didn't value me.

I didn't even know what to say because I didn't want him to tell my father that I was talking back.

“Look up. I want to see your face.”

I took my time but I finally raised my head to meet with his eyes. It was hard for me to keep eye contact since his eyes held so much emotion.

“You are beautiful. I would be lucky to have you as my wife.”

He didn't seem all that and in the end he gave me his phone number to call him if I ever needed anything. He sent me a text everyday as soon as I woke up, counting down the days to the wedding.

Maybe he wasn't the monster that Lily said he was. Maybe he was a man. A real man who won't treat me badly..he was going to be my escape from this horrible place that I called home.

He would become my home.

“Now, the maids will get you ready. I don't know anything about your wedding dress and all that but Gina would take care of it. All you have to do is sit pretty and let them do what they know how to do.”

All I could do was to shake my head and say yes. I just wanted him to leave. There was an unsettling feeling that being around him brought to my stomach and it made me nauseous.

As soon as he left, I quickly pulled out my phone to look at the text that Carlisle had sent.

My father didn't know that he had bought me a phone. If he knew, he would take it away.

Carlisle says he was busy, trying to put things together and it made me wonder if he was having a bachelor party.

Unfortunately, I couldn't have one because I didn't have any friends and also because Gina didn't deem it necessary for me to have one.

It didn't matter though. All that mattered was that as soon as possible, I was going to be out of this house. And I was so happy.

Whatever it was, I would make sure that I left this house tomorrow and never returned.

I went to bed and it seemed like I just closed my eyes before I was awoken by the sound of people strolling into my room..

There were maids everywhere and Gina stood by the door barking orders at them and telling them where to do things.

I was basically lifted out of my bed and carried into the bathroom. By the time they were done scrubbing and removing everything they deemed an impurity. There was no hair anywhere else other than my hair.

I could have sworn that there was no sun in the sky yet so why were they already getting ready?

I hate my life.