They are here. They are finally here.My heart thumps in my chest as I speed through the hallway as fast as my heels will alow, drawing the attention of every single person around. If they didn't know my family was coming today, they definitely do now. My mum is stepping out of the car when I burst through the front door and when I see her, I'm hit with an overwhelming wave of emotions. Once again, I'm a child. I'm just a child who has missed her mother dearly."Mummmm!!!!". I don't care about who's watching, I run forward and throw myself into her arms. When her arms wrap around me, I feel the first lump of emotions settle in my throat. I really don't want to cry but I'm fighting a tough battle. She holds me tightly and I close my eyes and bury my face in her neck, inhaling her familiar scent that I've missed so much. I've met a fair number of Alpha-Luna offsprings from other packs and one thing a majority of them had in common was the fact that they didn't really share any closeness
I sit back quietly and watch my mum go around the room for the 4th, inspecting everything there is to inspect."Come on, mum. I really don't think there are any bugs". She nods to my words in affirmation but doesn't stop peering anxiously into anything that even remotely looks like it could contain a bug. I sigh softly and look away. At the far end of the room is Edna, positioned quietly, her eyes fixed on our interaction. This is how she's been since my family arrived, laid back so well she can easily be forgotten. But I know her mind and eyes are as alert as they come. I don't tell my mum that if anything is spying on her, it's probably the omega who hasn't left my side since she came. Trish had led them to their respective rooms, playing the warm and hospitable host I know she actually is. At some point, my mum, who's usually inclined to be more reserved and observant at a first interaction had even gotten comfortable enough to share a few jokes with her. And it was at that point
We don't see Draaven till evening when Trish informs me that he'll be having dinner with me and my family. I had tried to get my mind off day all day but it's hard to when all I feel is butterflies in the pit of my stomach. I slip the second earring through my earhole and take one last proper glance at myself in the mirror. I tell myself that it's not because Draaven is coming that the blush on my face has refused to go. I tell myself that it's not because he's coming that I spent over 20 minutes thinking of what to wear. I'm just trying to impress my mum…of course."Is everything ready?". I ask Edna. "Yes Luna. Dinner is ready". "What do you think?". I surprise myself by asking her, spinning around lightly for her to get a small look. Why do I care what she thinks? If she's surprised that I'm asking her opinion, she doesn't show it."I don't those earrings go well with the outfit. And I think you should wear a bracelet". For a full moment, I'm too stunned to speak. What did I expe
"We are pregnant".I choke on my tea straight up. I turn to him, eyes widened in horror. "What the hell are you talking about?". I glance at my mum in panic and even though her emotions are well masked again, I see the ever slightet surprised raise of her brow. "I'm not pregnant, mum". I say with as much conviction as I can manage. I look back at Draaven and he's staring at me, a small wicked smile on his face."You see? That's how she gets at the slightest talk of a pregnancy". He turns to my mum. "Which is exactly why I'd like you to help me convince her"."Don't get my mum involved in…."."Why not? She's your mum. I'd say she's the perfect person for it". He looks back at her for confirmation and I see now that she's a little pale, a little too much in fact. She looks away nervously and reaches for her glass of wine, taking a shaky sip from it. I push up from my seat angrily."I don't know what you think you are doing but just stop it right now"."You want me to stop?". He leans fo
"I want to marry Draaven Ventura". My spine stiffens as the force of her words hit me. "What did you say?". The disbelief is evident in my voice. "I said….". "I said shut your damn mouth, Jade!!!!". My mum screams. She's gone as pale as a sheet, her eyes widened in mortification and fury. This is the angriest I've seen her in a long time. I turn back to Jade, hoping she'll burst into laughter now and tell me that she's joking and that she's sorry for bringing the pendant along. But she doesn't. Her eyes bore into mine deeply and in that moment, I realize that she's not joking at all. "What the hell do you think you are talking about? You think this is all child's play?". "And that's exactly where there's a problem". She spits angrily. "You think I'm a child, you think I don't have my own thoughts and feelings. I appreciate you for playing the big sis for so long but I can handle myself now thank you very much!!!". "And you can't handle yourself enough to be reasonable right now
Trish comes early the next morning to fetch me for my final dress fittings. Preparations are in full swing now, assortments of meat and drinks are being brought in, festive lanterns are hung in every possible corner and the mood is just really bright and bubbly. Even the omegas seem to be brighter with excitement, Sadly, none of that gets to me. I tried to have a good night but it was just so hard when Jade's words were still digging deep and hurting deeper. She's right on so many accounts and that's seriously unnerving. "Would you like to take a peek at the hall after the dress fittings?". Trish asks excitedly. She seems more excited than anyone about this wedding, I wonder why that is. When I look at her sometimes, I still can't help but wonder what exactly is going through her head. Does she really like me? Or is this a facade too? "Luna?". She prompts.I'm startled back to reality. Forcing a smile, I pretend to think about her question. "I think I'll pass up on that. Would be nic
I audibly gasp as I walk into the sight of them. Like a cold shower, I feel the wave of shock, betrayal and hurt down on me all at once. Jealousy as sharp as a knife slices through my heart and in this moment, I've never wanted to rip another woman apart more. They pause mid action and leisurely, he straightens, the legs of the lady that were wrapped around his waist sliding down. She scurries off hurriedly and he turns to face me slowly. Seeing his face, my brows furrow in confusion.He's Draaven and yet, he isn't. His hair is the exact same shade, styled in the exact same fashion. But this person is a little paler and his eyebrows are tinted a little on the red side. His face is also hairless, lacking the well trimmed beard Draaven sports. Instead, there's just a reddish blond moustache, shielding a pair of lips thinner than my husband's. The eyes however, are the same. The build, the jawline, almost everything is the same. Who is this?"Adrian?". Someone says from behind me. Startl
And just like that, the day is here.As I take the first step onto the aisle, I'm aware of every pair of eyes in the room swinging around to face me. They were all already staring at the entrance before I even came in. All along, I had taken comfort in the fact that I'd have my mum by my side to walk the aisle with me. It wasn't until this morning that Trish had informed me that she wouldn't be doing that. According to her, it was indeed customary to have a parent walk you down the aisle but that wasn't the case for royal weddings, especially not one of a future Luna. You have to make that little journey on your own, a little symbolic action to show the people that you are not emotionally dependent or weak. Right now, I don't feel independent or strong.The air is filled with the slow, melancholic song the band is playing and I try to remember to move my feet in accordance to it. Standing there at the end of the aisle is him, my soon to be husband. His eyes are equally fixed on me as