Chapter two

Chapter Two

Jordan’s cold, evil stare rested on me as my mom applied makeup on my face. “She doesn’t need all that makeup. She is pretty as she is,” Dad said, trying to cheer me up, since it was evident to everyone in the room I was not happy about being forced into a wedding with Jordan.

“All set,” my mom said, dropping the cosmetics she was holding and helping me out of the room to the passage where the pack dancers had mobilized for this sort of event. They were waiting for me.

Our pack’s wedding activities were always simple. The bride and the groom, accompanied by their family members, went to the pack’s witch, who would have them say their vows, and that was it. But for the alpha’s wedding, extra steps were added.

Everyone in the pack was assembled and entertained. Then the bride appeared, accompanied by the dancers who danced around the arena before she appeared. Once the bride appeared, she went directly to the podium area where the pack’s witch was already waiting, accompanied by the alpha. They would say their vows, kiss, and leave. Then the whole pack was fed and entertained with dances, games, and all sorts of activities until midnight.

The dancers entered the arena dancing wildly. I stared at them, knowing that in a few minutes my life would become miserable and I would be forced into a bondage. Tears streamed down my eyes without me noticing as my mind wandered far away. I was instantly drawn back by Jordan’s voice.

“You had better clean those stupid tears off. I am the one being forced into a marriage,” he said, walking into the arena, and I followed him, not wanting to upset my parents.

When we got to the podium, the pack’s witch, who had her face covered with a hood, placed our hands together and chanted some series of incantations, which I guess were in another language because I never heard anyone speak it. I didn’t understand one word coming from her mouth.

When she was done, her assistant, a young woman who was tipped to be her replacement when she retired, said, “It’s time to say your vows.”

The marriage vows were meant to be muttered by the groom to the bride so that no one else heard the groom say it. So Jordan brought his face closer to mine with a demonic smirk on his face.

“Remember what I told you. I am going to squeeze the living hell out of you until there is nothing left of you. Then we will both be free, with you dead,” he said, a smile slowly curving upon his face as he drew away. I smiled as if nothing was wrong, but beneath my face, my heart beat like crazy and fear made my stomach sink.

“You can now kiss the bride,” the assistant said again.

Jordan’s demonic smirk appeared again as he held my face roughly and forced me into a hard kiss, biting my lips hard with his teeth till I could feel blood on my tongue. Then he pulled away and gripped my hand, leading me out of the arena.

As soon as we were away from the pack’s eyes, he released my hand and pushed me roughly against the wall. “Your parents should have let my rejection stand,” he said, frowning.

That night after my wedding, I sat on the fountain in the pack house, thinking of how to escape my fate. It was obvious to me that no matter what happened or what I did, Jordan was going to kill me, and if not, I would never know peace.

I thought about escaping our island into the mainland, far away from surrounding land packs, but that was a long shot since I would probably be caught by another alpha and be killed or turned into a servant.

A crash inside the house drew me out of my thoughts, but I ignored it. It was probably Jordan destroying things inside the house in his craze.

I could not understand why my parents forced me into a marriage with a creature like Jordan, who listened to no one other than his parents. What would fate do when his parents died and there would be no one to stop him?

I was still thinking when I heard a louder crash followed by a moan. I was immediately on my feet. Was he hurting someone? I thought, rushing to the pack house. As I was about to enter the house, I heard the startled breathing, then the loud clashing of bodies and the moaning of a girl.

I stepped into the room and found Jordan on top of a girl as the girl moaned loudly like an animal in heat. I stepped back in shock and my ankle mistakenly hit the light bulb stand. As the light came on, the passionate moans grew louder.

“Don’t stop… don’t stop…” she sobbed, then ended as they both sprang up in shock.

I stared at Jordan, who started smiling, realizing it was only me. I looked at the naked girl and my legs dropped. It was Mira—my sister.

“Mira, how could you do this to me?” I asked, tears instantly flowing from my eyes, the weight of this betrayal becoming heavy on me. If there was anybody I trusted, I could count on in my current condition, it was Mira, and here she was, sleeping with the enemy who was my husband.

“Shocking, isn’t it?” she said, putting on her clothes. “You were always self-absorbed, thinking you were the best out of everyone. I guess your beauty got into your head and you refused to see that everything was not about you. I did not give a damn about all your flaws, but you had to get yourself mated to the love of my life. You should have stood up to our parents, but I guess you secretly wanted to marry the alpha so you could lord it over us.”

I stared at her, horror-stricken. Now I understood why she advised me to tell our parents I would not marry Jordan.

“I have my sister mated to him? I did not ask for any of this!” I said as the tears refused to stop.

“I know, but you will get it because you are better than everyone else, isn’t that it?” Jordan asked, his claws springing out.

“This is the part I kill her, right?” Jordan asked.

“Yes, but not like that. People would know that we killed her. But a fire could seem accidental. Let’s burn her,” Mira said.

My mouth was opened in shock, and I turned to run, but Jordan saw through me immediately. He grabbed me and pinned me to the ground, and Mira got a robe and tied me. They immediately started raining fuel on the house and struck one match.

The house immediately caught fire. I saw them running toward the gate and locking it before they left to ensure nobody came to my rescue. The fire spread quickly, coming into the living room where I was tied, and soon enough, I could feel the heat on my skin.

It was all over. I guess my story ends here.