Christian could smell Jessie, her anxiety, her fear, and her anger. Everything. Which made him wish he could be there in the room to reassure her that there was nothing to fear. He made a vow to himself to take care of her with all his wellbeing and to the best of his abilities.
"I will introduce her to a life better than what she was used to." Christian vowed to himself.
This was the first time in two centuries since a wolf and vampire were to be mated.
At first, Christian was furious. He had his eyes set on a wolf already, they have been together for a while, and he was planning to marry her. He hated the fact that the Fates had torn him away from someone he had grown to care about. Now, he was mated to someone else, someone he doesn't know, and was here on his wedding day, which was rushed.
But since the message came directly from the Fates themselves, telling him that his mate was a vampire destined for greatness, and will bring new meaning to his life. He decided to take the leap and see how everything worked out.
Naturally, he laughed after finding this out.
"A vampire. A bloody bloodsucker?" He laughed to his father, who wasn't too happy about the idea.
"Those things shouldn't exist. They are cruel and feed off of their beloved to survive. I'll be damn if I allow a leech to drink my blood and dream my dreams. They are nothing but the evil our stories take about. They know nothing of compassion, and how to love.'' He had ranted to his father.
Until he learnt the truth, his entire mind changed. He found out that Jessie was nothing but a weak, defenceless leech who needed protection because she no longer has her abilities.
Christian fell in love with only the story of Jessie, even though he resented the vampire side of her. No matter how suppressed her power was, vampirism was not something that can just go away.
At first he wasn't told her name or shown her picture. All he knew was that she was his sworn enemy, and he was about to marry her. No one in his pack was happy with it, especially not his family. But who were they to go against the Fates and who were they to go against Christian, the Alpha?
Jessie.
Christian could hear her name being called.
Then her scent hit him, a sweet floral scent that reminded him of Spring.
She didn't smell like death, the normal stench of a vampire. Nor does she smell like her father, thankfully. She smelt almost human, and another delectable smell that sent Christian's wolf wild.
"That's mate.'' He ran around in his subconscious.
Truly, she was. For no other female ever made his wolf react in such away before.
Just a few minutes more and he'll finally get to put a name to face, a scent to face.
Closing his eyes, Christian forced himself not to lose control. After hearing that wretched father of hers bellowing her name. He didn't like what he had learnt about him and how he treated his mate.
Christian dug his nails in his palms to restrain himself as much as possible, even though he wanted nothing more than to charge in like a knight and save his bride from that abusive fu*k she called a father.
He couldn't wait to take her away from there, thinking that she didn't deserve this life and he'll make sure that she got a better life and more.
Christian had to pretend to come across Yorkshire, England and talked her father into getting her hand in marriage.
Of course, her greedy, money-hungry father was easy to bribe.
While Jessie's mother agreed to everything, her husband said like a mindless puppet. The only thing now was to convince his new bride, his mate, that he loved her and will take her from this disgusting life.
Only one of Christian's siblings showed up, only to give him a scornful look. Claire, who was three years younger than Christian. She hated the idea but said nothing, except on the day they found out about his mate. That she would never give them her blessing, and that she would make his bride's life a living hell.
Forgetting that Christian was Alpha and would get rid of them, especially if they as much as stared at his mate for a second too long.
Christian shuffled from one foot to the other, growing more and more impatient.
"What is taking so long?" He questioned the pastor, who seemed ready to run.
Christian must have been standing at the altar for about twenty minutes now, occasionally looking up to meet icy stares and sorrowful looks from his family and those who were there to pretend to give him well wishes.
Suddenly, wedding music played, and the double doors at the end of the aisle opened up. But he still couldn't see her yet.
Even though her scent hit him full force, much stronger than her being up in the room. Christian thought he had died and went to heaven. His wolf ran wild and howled in his mind, his fangs ache as to mark his mate.
Jessie made her way down the aisle, with slowly calculated steps.
"Don't run, don't run, don't run." Christian chanted in his head, willing her to hear his thoughts.
Because he could see her pig of a father clinching her hand tight.
Again, he wished at that moment more than ever to rip his throat out. He has put Jessie through so much, not to mention him smacking her not too long ago.
"I'll make you forget about your wretched family and deplorable past.'' Christian promised.
But he couldn't think straight anymore. Jessie's scent was to madden and now seeing her for the first time sent his thoughts into shambles.
Jessie was behind beautiful.
Christian shook his head.
"No." I told himself. "This isn't how it is to happen."
All Christian could see was the sadness on Jessie's beautiful face and in her stormy grey eyes, even her pouty pink lips, were set in a grimace.
Of course, in some sense, this was a forced marriage. Neither of them knew a thing about each other.
"Ba*ls, she surely doesn't want to get married to me today, or maybe ever. What would she think after finding out that I hardly even know her name?" Christian asked the pastor.
He gave a blank stare, then looked at his watch.
Clearly, he had other places to be and didn't care what happened.
Jessie finally came to stand before Christian, his massive body towering over her small, fragile vampire frame.
She peeked up at him from under long natural lashes, with eyes that are full of hate which quickly changes to surprise. Her heartbeat sped up and her cheeks flushed.
"Maybe this will work. With me being Alpha, she will want for nothing. Then again, she is nothing but a simple-minded bloodsucker, who has been a human for so long. And might not comprehend the new world I will drag her into." Christian said, again the pastor didn't respond.
All Christian had to do now was marry Jessie and hope for the best.
Throughout the ceremony, Jessie seemed out of it, like she wanted to be anywhere but there.
Maybe she wanted to run, to cry.
Either way, she was Christian's mate, like it or not. A vampire was his mate.
"Oh, how cruel the Fates are for gifting me a vampire?'' Christian had said, after his meeting with them.
Now, thinking that he had his work cut out for him, he would have to teach her their ways. Get her use to his life.
Even though he knew little about vampires, like what do they even do?
Does he just let her be after the wedding?
What do they eat?
Does she sleep?
Jessie appeared so out of it, until the priest said. "You may kiss the bride.''
Her eyes widen, and Christian truly thought she would have run.
"Well, at least she was pretty, smelt delectable and has kissable lips.'' Christian thought, running his eyes over her body once more.
Christian leaned in slightly, thinking that she would have booked it, but something was stopping her.
They kept going closer until their lips touch; it was like electricity, and the crowd fell silent.
Christian extended his right arm. With a sigh, though reluctantly, Jessie took it and together they walked down the aisle at a slow pace as the newly wedded couple. A few people clapped as they strolled by, except for one female in particular. She made a growling sound. Her eyes even glowed and her teeth lengthen as if she was ready to attack Jessie. Jessie glanced up at her husband; he didn't seem to have noticed, even if he did, he hid it pretty well. As if Christian could feel Jessie gazing at him, he smiled down at her, then winked. Causing her heart to stop for maybe the hundredth time today. Jessie was still marvelling at how gorgeous Christian was. Handsome wasn't the word to describe him and the way she felt after laying her eyes on him for the first time. "Is this man my husband for real?" "What will life with him be like?" "What would life be like in a pack? With all these werewolves, I
The car skidded to a stop as it pulled up outside a huge, beautiful house. Jessie's eyes widen at how beautiful it looked. The clean all-white of the painted outside gleamed under the dim moonlight, making it seem as if it was straight out of a fairy tale. The moon laces in full bloom made it even more surreal. Jessie couldn't believe it. This was where she'll be living from now on. And it was already much better than the room she had to share with her siblings. If Christian really does as he said and treated Jessie well, or as an equal, and not be an abusive physio, then she just might be comfortable there. ''Maybe it wouldn't be so bad living in a house full of wolves or a community with them.'' Jessie thought. Like a gentleman, Christian got out of the car first, walked around to Jessie's side of the car, and let her out. It took a great deal for Jessie to get out of the car, even with the help
Christian aggressively wiped at his lips and stared at the pink lipstick that now stained his lips as well. He shook his head to come out of his state of confusion, then chased after Jessie. "What the hell? One minute you are kissing me, the next you are screaming in my face.'' He shouted after her, but because of his state of shock, he moved too slow to catch up with her. That kiss had his senses running wild, his every being had come alive at the sensation. He had always heard about the effect that one's mate had on the other, but he never knew it would be this strong. He was in a daze, and if it was for the familiar scents of his home, he would have lost it. Christian walked to her door and gentle knock, ''Jessie, are you ok, what did I do?'' All he heard was sobbings from inside, but because she locked the door, it made it impossible to go comfort her. Of course, Christian could easily break the door down, but he did
Jessie closed her eyes and prayed before eating, something that was beaten into her from a young age. Peter, her father, had always said that they should be grateful for the meal that was provided, because he didn't have to feed her or her siblings or know when God will provide for another. Which was right, he had all the food to himself, and preferred to feed his wife and his namesake. All he gave Jessie and his two other daughters were what's left, the scrapes, which wasn't much. A slice of stale bread to share for them, a chicken breast or one baked potato. And that's it. They were expected to never complain or ask for more. It was after getting a full scholarship to uni did Jessie know a belly full; When she opened her eyes, Christian was staring at her with a confused look. A small smile spread across his face as he nodded to himself. Confused, she asked. "What is it?" But got no response from him. "Tell me about yo
Jessie and Christian sat together talking for a while in the kitchen until Jessie's eyes start closing down and her head was nodding, while listening to Christian's soothing voice. "Time for bed." Christian took Jessie by the hand, then unexpectedly lift her up and brought her up to her room. She reclined her head on his chest, listening to the fast speed of his heartbeat; it was as if his chest was filled with hummingbird wings instead of a heart. Completely different from that of a vampire or human. Jessie knew for a fact that she will be in for a wild ride. She closed her eyes in thought. 'Am I ready? Maybe not, but for Christian, I'll try my best.' Christian leered down at his bride, noticing how perfectly she fit in his arms. "Damn it.'' He sighed out. Jessie opened her eyes to stare up at him, noting the deep frown between his brows. "You can put me down if I'm too heavy.'' Jessie sa
Christian woke up for the second time in the middle of the night, this time feeling strange. There was a great pressure on his chest, which made him feel hot. Remembering that he was in bed with Jessie, and it must have been her. He opened his eyes to see half of her body on his chest and her hair in a tangled mess around both of them. Christian had always thought that sleeping with his mate would be peaceful, and she would be curled into his side. But not Jessie. She even snored, drooled a bit, talked in her sleep andshe was the source of heat, almost making Christian sweaty. Instead of waking her, he allowed her to sleep and mumbled away. Wondering what she was dreaming about now, as her brows frowned while she hissed a little. "You are mine, my vampire turned human, my woman, my wife, my mate.'' Christian brushed a finger against her cheek; she stirred and her big grey eyes opened to stare at Christian, as if seeing him
"Jessie, I am sorry ok, I didn't mean to make you upset, but things with me and my ex didn't exactly end. They forced us to be apart after being told who my mate was. I knew little about you, just that you were once a vampire. Which I'm not too fond of, especially those from Kilfrost.'' "Not all vampires are bad, just as how not all wolves are good.'' "Je meeprise ces sangsues" Christian spat. Just when Jessie thought he was done, he continued speaking in French. "Ces sangsues cause trop de souffrance.'' Jessie waited until he calmed down before she resumed the conversation. ''What kind of suffering have they caused? The last time I checked, they are good people.'' Looking at her in shock, Christian cocked his head to the side. "I know French.'' "Oh, I honestly didn't think that you would.'' "You think I'm stupid?'' ''Kilfrost is the vilest of all the vampire Hordes. Other
After jogging for so long, getting sweat in her eyes and becoming out of breath, Jessie stopped to walk around and admire the flowers in the garden. Even though her eyes watered from her allergies, she still tried to sniff them. Never have she seen such vibrant flowers before, some of which she did not recognise. Jessie ran a hand along every one of them. She loved flowers even though the feeling was not mutual; All because they put her in a sneezing fit. Jessie plucked one up before deciding to explore the expansive yard. Jessie walked around until she found herself at a large silver fence; only to remember what Christian said about it being electric. Wanting to know if it was true, she gathered a hand full of dirt then threw it at the fence. Sparks went up, causing her to back away, not wanting to get fried by that thing. Just one touch and that's it for her. Feeling as if she was being watched, Jessie turned around to see a lit