Kieran Again

Lilith:

Two days had already passed. I was still getting married to that scumbag whether I liked it or not. In a matter of minutes, I'd have to kiss him. 

On the mouth?

Just thinking about it made me retch, nearly vomiting all over the clothes I had on for the second wedding.

I couldn't believe it, before hitting twenty five years of age, I get to say that I've had two marriages in less than a week. To the same man, surprisingly.

I was inside the room where Zander made sure that I got used to because he knew that the second he let me out of the Pack house, I'd be in the wind within a matter of minutes. That was by far the smartest thing that he had done so far.

If he really trusted Ryder with the future of the Pack, it was safe to start saying our goodbyes before the pack crumbles and disintegrates into ash.

This time, they didn't go all out like before with the dressing. They just asked me to put on something simple and my interpretation of simple was a gray sweatpant, black hoodie and sports shoes. 

That's what they get for asking me to decide on what to wear.

They also planned for the second wedding to be at night. Again.

'Didn't he learn from last time?' I asked myself. Apparently, it seemed like they just wanted it to be done in the middle of the night.

From the room that I had spent the few nights in, I could see the bonfire in the distance, lighting up the area since there was no moon like last time. My hand had healed but not entirely, despite this, they took off the cast and said it would ruin the night. 

They also undressed all my bandages because of the same reason. Thank God all my other injuries had healed up. I was soon walking down the altar to where Ryder was standing once again with a huge smile on his face.

'I really do hate this guy,' I whispered to myself, realizing that I could never survive being around him, let alone being his wife. When I was standing next to him, again, flashbacks of the lady's time hit me.

"All the men that died, did you even bother honoring their deaths?" I asked him in a whisper to Ryder who didn't seem at all pleased with the question.

He looked over to Zander, who was seated a distance away talking to Raven, Ryder's mother. "He won't answer your questions forever. You're about to become alpha, so it'll be up to you to put on your big boy pants and start acting like an Alpha," I advised him.

The smirk on his face was replaced by anger. The veins on top of his head and across his face made him look like the wrinkled foot of an old person. "This is how we're going to pay tribute to them. They died so that we can have a union and I can be Alpha of the Silverfang Pack." He answered me confidently.

"If you can't even deliver that line like you mean it, what will happen when the entire Pack realizes that you're lying to them and aren't capable of the tasks of an Alpha?" I inquired, noticing his shaky hypocritical tone in his statement.

Pissed off, I could tell he was about to do something stupid and had to stop him before he did it. And yes, I had to stop him otherwise it would have affected me too.

"Before you move a step closer, look at your environment. Whatever your wolf or your conscience is telling you to do, try not to make an embarrassment of yourself," I added.

He paused, probably trying to control his breathing. As the person who was overseeing the ceremony, an old council member, came and stood between us to start the ceremony, an awfully familiar feeling came over my body.

Dione, who had been silent for a while, was slowly coming back and she was excited. More enthusiastic than I thought she would be, given that I was marrying the man that I hated most.

However, she didn't even seem interested in Ryder or the handing over ceremony or the wedding. She was more interested in something else.

'He has come back!' She squealed from within me.

'Who?' I asked her, trying to figure out what she was on about and why she had disappeared on me.

'Him.’ She responded, just as a flock of birds scattered from the forest.

'It can't be? Or can it?' I asked myself, trying to figure out if I was right with my assumption.

This time, the ceremony was being held at the same place but with maximum security as more warriors were asked to keep watch. 

What shook everyone was that no one could see anyone from the woods that Kieran had come through the first time.

Perhaps fearing for my safety, Zander ordered. "Take her back to the Pack house!"

And before I could even protest, I was on one of the men's shoulders and he was rushing me back to the Pack house. With the main door on the other side, he had to go round the building with the company of two other men. As soon as they got to the main doors and were opening it, a low growl sounded in our ears.

I was dropped to the ground like a sack of potatoes before all three turned around. Sure enough, it was Kieran once more, in his wolf form. I was now in between Kieran and the three wolves.

"Don't kill them," I pleaded with him, hoping that behind all that brutality and savageness, there was still a man with humanity in him.

The huge wolf stared at me, possibly thinking it through before turning to the three and starting snarling. 'That can't be good,' I reasoned, realizing that Kieran was about to slaughter three men in front of me. That was if he didn't want to treat me as a hostage once more and just killed me.