Chapter 2

Emelia opened her eyes, and the white roses beautifully spread around the water fountain caught her attention, she smiled unknowingly. 

White roses were her favorites. She turns around and every eye is on her, from the back of her head, she can feel the piercing gaze of everyone. 

She tried moving her legs and with no effort, it reacted, “no pain…” She thought. This was not the scene she had been expecting to see.

  The last of her memory was her dying a painful death and here she is with everyone staring at her like she is some expensive artifact laid out for display. 

She raised her pale fingers with nails painted blushed pink to her face, her tears felt too real for all this to be some dream, Emelia held the the hem of her dress pinching herself so hard, that she folded her lips not daring to let the screams bottled up within. Only then did she realize she had been reborn.

 The venue did not only look familiar but it was the day she wished to overturn the outcome more than anything in her previous life. She booted up her lips not daring to let go of the screams of fright and joy buried within.

 “Will you marry me?” the voice she threaded the most asked and there she noticed the man on one knee an open ring box in hand. The diamond ring shined so brightly, almost blinding her sight. 

The ring was nothing big but certainly was rare. Alexandrites, a ring that can change colors, emerald by day, ruby by night, perfect for the top clans. 

How would any woman not want such a ring? 3 years ago she had taken it with a smile thinking she had got the best but here she was, a broken heart, murdered, neglected, and tossed to the side as garbage became her outcome. 

3 years his love for her was as rare as the gem indeed it had been rare with a hint of death attached to it. Emelia knew just how she had answered 3 years ago,

 “yes' ' was the answer and certainly what everyone was looking forward to hearing. Staring at the man before her, Emelia sneered in her heart, he was smiling at her but she knew his heart was with another. 

“Emi '' Mark called out to her reaching for her hands but Emilia stepped away from him, she was done. She was more determined to break off this relationship than her virginity, which she had been very eager to give in to him. A perfect trophy wife she had been.

 “I am barren” she blurted out to the hearing of everyone. At this point what did matter was the way out and damn the consequences. 

“What are you saying? Stop it right now '' Mark demanded but Emilia was far gone to turn back.

 “I am barren,” she says again as if trying to convince herself. The silent hall erupted with questions and suddenly became too noisy for her comfort. 

“What did you say?'' Luna Camfrey asked, but Emilia stood quiet and unresponsive, her eyes to the ground she dared not utter another word. “She is a lying mother,” Mark interrupted hurriedly. “Is she pregnant then?” his angry mother asked back. 

“No,” Mark replied reluctantly. “Exactly”

 “but mother” Mark intervenes. “Not another word. We can't have a barren woman as Luna” Luna Camfrey roared angrily. He was not only the next alpha after her husband but her favorite among her two sons. She least expected such from him. Everyone was too stunned to say a word. 

“There is no such thing as a barren luna” Luna Camfrey announced. Emilia stood her heart pounding in joy. “But this alliance can't be broken,” she added, crushing Emilia's dance of joy.

 “This children..'' Alpha Camfrey who has been silent all along groaned angrily. “To my office” he ordered. He was standing and walking out of the great hall. Away from the eyes of the pack and his parents, Mark pulls Emilia to the wall slamming her back so hard to the wall she could swear she heard a little crack. Not bothered by her painful look, Mark held up her neck, painfully strangling her. 

“What in the devil's name do you think you're doing?” he demanded but Emelia was too choked up to reply. Her bright red face was now portraying colors of white and black. 

“Damn it '' Mark cursed, letting her fall to her feet. Emelia coughed a few times inhaling as much air to her deprived lungs. “Reject me. Reject me that's all I want” she replies barely catching her breath. 

“You must be dreaming '' Mark laughed arrogantly. 

“Get your act together, you must be sick in the head to think I will do such. You better stop this childish play of yours and let's resume the ceremony. Don't you dare make a fool out of me Emelia, you've been warned” Mark did not hesitate to leave her on the floor. 

“I won't lose to him” she heard him murmur to himself, his back disappearing behind the huge pillars of the hallway. 

“Two words and you've shown me who you are, I will be damned if I don't break this shit of an engagement with you Mark Comfrey'' Emelia stood to her feet dusting off her dress. She was more determined to break her engagement than anything else. 

Walking towards the alpha's office, happy memories of her holding hands, laughing and smiling at her devil of a fiance. He had been there for her when she lost her parents in a car crash, he was the one to hold her and comfort her every other night.

 But at this junction, it did not matter, he was the devil she had to run away from. with every step came courage and determination. 

“Even if it rains cats and dogs today, I still will not accept this union” With that said, Emelia turned the hard door knob.