My Mate's Wedding Drama

Cassie POV: I wasn’t sure what to think when my younger sister Megan called me shortly after her 18th birthday. She was upset, and she told me that she needed to see me right away. Megan had always been my parents’ golden child. Unlike me, she followed my parents’ rules to the letter. She did not date, choosing to save herself completely for her mate. She wore the clothes my mother picked out for her, and she even seemed to enjoy the endless supply of pink and feminine prints my mother insisted upon. She obediently took home education classes in high school, and she made sure to practice her socialization skills by becoming a cheerleader and homecoming queen. My parents had not allowed Megan to visit me in the human world. They believed my bad influence had the potential to corrupt their precious daughter. So when I got over the shock that my sister wanted to meet with me, her request that we meet at a coffee shop in my human town was a ve

Cassie POV: At noon, I met my mother, Mike’s mom, Mike’s 8-year-old sister Mallory, and my sister’s best friend Bethany at the wedding dress boutique. My mother wanted to me to drive with her to the boutique, but I decided I cared more about my own sanity than dealing with mother for an extra 25 minutes in the confines of a closed vehicle. The appointment started off just as swimmingly as you might imagine. Mallory innocently asked if I was the “old maid” who was going to be modeling Megan’s dresses for them. Yes, that’s right. At 21 years old, I am already considered an “old maid.” Might as well invest in some extra cat litter now. Whatever. I politely told Mallory that -while yes, I would be the one modeling wedding dresses for them today— there is nothing wrong with being 21 and unmarried. In fact, it is perfectly OK for a woman to be much, much, much older and unmarried. Many women intentionally choose to never get married

Jason POV: (24 hours earlier) I wake up from a blissful sleep to a mind-link. “Jason, report to Alpha’s office in 10 minutes.” “Huh?” “Dude, you can’t still be asleep. It’s 11 am.” “I had a long night, Man.” “What’s her name?” “Natalie. No, Sarah. No, Melanie. I don’t know, Man.” “Seriously? You don’t know her name and you slept with her?” “Like you have never done that yourself.” Silence. “OK, fine. You’ve never done that. But you are boring as hell and need to get a life.” “Jason, I’m not talking as your best friend. I’m talking as your future Alpha. Get your butt up and out of bed and meet me in the Alpha’s office in 10 minutes.” “No.” “Jason.” “Urgh. Fine.” I roll over and look at the naked woman beside me in the bed. I nudge her gently. “Wake up, Melanie. It’s time to get the

(Jason’s POV): I noticed that one of the sales clerks had a mating mark on her neck, but the other one did not. She therefore became my target. I approached her at the desk, and immediately asked her name. “Candy.” “Oh, what a beautiful name for a beautiful girl.” She blushed. I gestured to where Josephine is sitting. “Do you see that lovely lady over there? She is getting married to my alpha, and it is really important that I make her happy.” “Oh, so she isn’t with you?” Candy asked, expectantly. “No,” I confirmed, giving her my best charming smile. I looked Candy up and down. “I like the ladies a little bit different than Josephine. Red hair is my favorite.” Candy smiled, and gently pushed her long red hair back, so that I could see her un-marked neck. “It is?” “Yes.” Candy looked into my eyes, and blushed again. “I wish I could make plans to take you on a date tonight, but my alpha won’t let me go anywhere until I’ve made his bride happy. Is there anything you t

(Aaron POV) Three days later after Jason’s failed shopping trip, I found myself outside an apartment complex in a human town. I wasn’t quite sure why a wolf –much less a female wolf—would choose to live in a human town, but to each their own. I knocked on the door and waited. After a few moments –and what sounded like a woman stubbing her toe and cursing, which brought a tiny smirk to my face—a woman opened the door. Holy Goddess. I was starting to see why Jason was being so weird. This woman had the face and body of an angel; she was easily the most beautiful she-wolf I had ever seen. She had the kind of beauty that would intimidate any male wolf, even wolves with tons of game like Jason. More importantly, she had this unique energy about her. Many she-wolves have a quiet, submissive energy about them –especially when around high ranked male wolves. This she-wolf had energy that was anything but submissive. Her energy felt energized, independent,