“Banned from My Own Wedding”

Mabella's POV

“Mabella, bring the hair gel.”

“Mabella, go get an apple.”

“Mabella, bring that scarf.”

Mabella this, Mabella that.

“Aaaahhh! I'm done here!” I yelled in anger, running out of the house.

Even though there are maids around, my stepmother, Phebian, keeps sending me on multiple errands as if it were her life mission to make me miserable.

I sat under the orange tree, the only place that brings comfort to me.

Today is my step-sister Anabel's wedding.

I'm the one who's supposed to be the bride but our lives were switched.

All thanks to whatever is wrong with me that makes me eat with no control.

You see, my mother had actually betrothed me to Alpha Alfredo De Luca when I was two before she passed away.

She knew Phebian was going to make me miserable and the poor woman probably thought being the Alpha’s concubine would give me a better life and that's true.

Only if she knew everything that had happened after she was gone.

If only she knew her daughter was going to get obsessed.

I wiped a tear that was running down my cheek while my fingers uprooted the poor grasses.

You see, my name was originally Anabel and my step-sister was Mabel, but I suddenly started getting bigger. No one knew what was wrong and the fat ugly man could not be presented to the Alpha as his betrothed, not in the pack where the skinnier you are, the prettier you are.

I would just bring ridicule and embarrassment to the family.

So they did it.

My father, whom I'm so sure had promised my mother not to let me suffer in her presence.

He and my stepmother swapped my step-sister and my name so that she who was all perfect could be presented as the bride and not me.

And since the day I lost my name, I lost my life too. All the grace and royal education I've been getting have stopped and worse, I'm not even introduced as part of the family.

“She’s a family friend.” My heart stung as my stepmother's words flowed into my memory.

And my father was there, standing, but he didn't say anything.

I'm not asking to be the Alpha's bride, I know I will never be, even if I'm asked to, but I wish I were loved.

I wish I could have people who can stand behind me, fight for me, and provide comfort.

That was why I fell for Brandon, he provided love and comfort that no one had ever shown.

I thought giving him my virginity was the best way to say thank you to him, but turns out I just made his mission even more successful.

He never loved me.

I was just an experiment object to him.

What was I expecting?

Can anyone ever love me?

No!

Why did I become too dumb?

I really wish I could go to his house and sit on his head till he stops breathing but that's only going to make things worse.

“And guess who is here?” Sandra came up behind me.

“The big fat wolf.” Chloe jeered.

“You mean elephant?” Sandra said and they both laughed.

“What do you want?” I asked, looking up at Anabel's best friends who are also my bullies.

“It's impossible not to look after seeing a whale from afar, don't you think?” Sandra smirked and I so wanted to smack that stupid face of hers.

“Just let me be,” I said, standing up.

“And if we don't?” Chloe asked but I ignored them.

I walked away but the tears had blurred my vision so badly that I didn't see the stone they had rolled before my feet.

I tripped and landed on the ground with a loud thud.

“Ooopsieee!” They both laughed.

Anger burned through me as I struggled to get myself up.

I wanted to walk away but Hazel, my wolf, had had enough of their bullshit.

“Which of you did that?” I roared.

“And what are you gonna do? Crush us with your big foot? Oh, mommy I'm shaking in my boots, Miss Elephant will step on us and…”

Smack!

My hand moved faster than I could control.

Immediately my hand left Chloe's cheek, and the red lines of five fingers appeared like a rainbow in the sky.

Gasps escaped their lips and as I marched towards them, they started running and screaming at the top of their voices.

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“I'm so sorry, Sir Kaido. The normal punishment will be given to her in public after the wedding of my daughter to the Alpha.” My heart broke as my father apologized to Chloe's dad.

He was supposed to get mad, so mad that his daughter was being bullied or maybe even proud that I stood up for myself but my father was there, apologizing and even promising to punish me.

For what?

My hands curled into fists.

I hate him, I hate him so much.

—

“Oh, poor Mabella, I heard about what happened and honestly I think it's not fair,” Anabel said while barging into my room without knocking.

And I know what to expect, another fake sympathy laced with mockery.

I looked and she's one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen.

Her blonde hair was pulled into French braids with shiny little ornaments scattered all around it and so her head looked more like a chandelier than her head, attracting every single light in the room.

The red evening dress hung onto her pear-shaped body perfectly and her skin? It was like glass.

“Oh, I guess someone is checking me out, go on, adore this goddess body…” she giggled, posing around like a model. I rolled my eyes and suddenly she raised her foot to my lips.

“What the heck is wrong with you, Anabel?” I demanded.

“I thought you admired me so badly that you wanted to kiss my feet.”

I wanted to slap the foot away but she quickly moved it before I could reach it.

“Eww… don't touch me, you don't want your punishment to be increased, huh?”

“Just go away, Anabel, I've had enough for today,” I begged.

“Poor girl.” She laughed and I was surprised and super relieved when I saw her leave my room.

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Later that night, I watched as the cars drove out of the compound.

They are leaving.

Leaving for Anabel's wedding.

Tomorrow, she's going to be married to the Alpha.

Something that could have been me.

I remember back then, before I got big, I was getting a royal education. I was getting it all — attention, love, respect — but now it's all gone and Anabel had fully taken my place.

And worse?

I'm banned from attending the wedding.

“Showing her ugly fat face will make the royal family think our gorgeous Anabel might bring forth an ugly thing for them. They will think there's a bad trait in the family’s gene.” I heard Phebian say earlier.

Father couldn't even fight for me.

And I was here, all alone at home while my sister was getting married to the man I was supposed to get married to.

She will be introduced as me, presented as me to the royal family.

Meanwhile the original me — the object of ridicule they always want to hide — is dying from her thoughts.

Oh Moon Goddess, what have I done so badly to deserve this?

Why is my fate this way?

Is it I that wronged you or my mother?

I tried so hard to ignore the rumbling sound in my stomach but it became so unbearable and before I knew it, I was on the dining table chewing on a large hamburger.

Day three of failed dieting attempt.

I sighed.

The day I'd finally get rid of what's wrong with me, I'd be grateful…

But for now, I have to keep living in shame as no healer in the pack is able to figure out what it was.