Chapter 2 : The Wedding

Married, she said? I looked at my mom in surprise. I looked at her face and sniffed a bit. But there was no smell of alcohol coming out of her. My mom was not drunk. "What do you mean by getting married? Who's getting married?" I rechecked her words.

She looked at me and then held my shoulders and made me sit down on one of the old chairs in the house. "I'm getting married to Harry." She told me.

I looked at her in surprise.

Harry? Which guy was she talking about? Where did they meet this time? We weren't close, but my mom never showed any signs that she was seeing a guy.

"You know who the new alpha is right now?" She looked at me. The look in her eyes seemed so enthusiastic. I didn't know much about who my mom was talking about. I just knew that it was confirmed that the alpha had changed. "So during the pack meeting, I met him, and when our eyes met, we felt we were both mates, Elsie." I saw my mom's eyes light up, and she really seemed happy. "That's why we decided to get married, Elsie." My mom shook my body happily.

I just watched her. Then I listened to her previous words. So that guy named Harry was the new alpha, and Mom met him when all the pack members gathered to greet the new alpha who would lead them. I looked at my mom worriedly. "Are you sure the alpha is your mate?" I didn't like my mom's marriage, and I only asked about her beliefs in passing. "He's the alpha you said?" I tried to remember something I heard this afternoon.

"Could he be the alpha that the kids at school talk about?" I muttered under my breath.

"Well, your future father is an alpha. I'm sure you must have heard about our new alpha. He has a child a year older than you." I stared wide-eyed at my mom. "He will also go to the same school as you." My mom spoke casually without noticing the look on my face.

I couldn't believe I would have a stepbrother and stepfather of much higher status than me. They were the alpha, and I was the omega in this house. Imagining what kind of pressure I would face when facing them scared me.

I let go of Mom's hand on my shoulder. "Alright, if you want to get married. You can do it." That was the only answer I could give her.

I felt very uncomfortable getting the news that my mom met her mate at her current age. Moreover, my mom's mate was an alpha, and he had children around my age. The thought of living with them made me upset for no good reason, my heart pounding with fear, imagining what kind of pressure I would get from them later.

My mom smiled happily when she heard my answer. Little had changed about her, she could have decided everything herself without caring about me, but she chose to tell me. I wavered a little at her. I looked at her in surprise. Maybe with her marriage, I'll be able to calm down. If I can get calm, there's no problem for me anymore. I nodded, letting out a happy-looking mom. I then left her downstairs, heading upstairs to my room.

A few days passed since Mom said she was getting married, and the wedding finally happened. I stood watching my mother wearing a white wedding dress.

She smiled, looking into the mirror, taking in her appearance, then turned to me. "How does mom look?" She wiggled her eyebrows. "Is it pretty?" She twirled in the dress.

I nodded, looking at her with a smile. Since the day leading up to her wedding, Mom had stopped drinking like she used to. Her attitude towards me had also softened. She never yelled anymore. So, there was no reason for me to feel unhappy.

"Yes. You look beautiful." Even though she's no longer young, Mom still looks beautiful. We walked out to the altar.

Then, when I saw Harry at the end, I felt pressured by his aura. I reluctantly endured the pressure as I noticed that my future stepfather was also physically more remarkable. He looked stunning even though he was slightly older than my mother. Harry's blue eyes contrasted nicely with his exotic-looking brown skin. Then, his neat brown hair and charming smile made me wonder why they could fall in love at first sight.

Harry walked over to us and extended his hand to my mom. "Thank you, Elsie." He gave me a quick, unsmiling glance like he didn't care about me. While I just nodded before they left to say their wedding vows.

I took a step back from there, then wandered around. From the guests who were there, in the right row, I saw someone who looked similar to Harry. From his eyes, I could recognize him. He's Harry's son. His blue eyes are exactly like the man his mom married. But he had a slightly opposite look to his father's charm. His jaw looked firm yet gentle.

"If Harry is charming, then he is more suited to the word enchanting," I muttered unconsciously as I watched the handsome figure.

When I realized what I had just said, I looked around me, worried that someone would hear and misunderstand, especially since the party was quite large because Harry was an alpha pack leader. This wedding was also part of inaugurating my mother as a Luna. I didn't want to cause a misunderstanding at such an important event.

As I shifted my gaze after making sure no one was listening to my words. My eyes and the man's blue eyes met. He stared coldly at me. My heart pounded in horror at the sight of him. I spontaneously shifted my gaze to avoid him. "Why does he keep looking at me?" I muttered under my breath, checking it from the tail of my eyes.

I moved away from there, his gaze making me uncomfortable and wanting to run away. During the party, I hid in a corner, avoiding the other guests, including Atlas. I heard people refer to him as Atlas. It was only when Mom walked out because the party was over that I approached her.

"Where have you been?" Mom glanced at me, a slightly annoyed look on her face.

I looked back to check for Atlas, but he wasn't there. "I was talking to my friend earlier," I replied reasonably and followed her into the car.

I sat beside the driver, still in the same car with my mom and Harry. But not with Atlas. It seemed like Atlas was driving his private car, much to my relief. During the journey, I stared at the unfamiliar streets in silence. I wanted to ask questions, but I saw that Mom was making out with Harry, and I didn't dare to make Harry feel disturbed by me.

"Your room is upstairs, closest to the stairs. Don't make the mistake of going into the other rooms. Because that's Atlas's room." Mom spoke to me lightly, then went with Harry to the main room.

Mom was cold. She didn't want to interact with me much.

I walked up the stairs to my room, just like she told me to. I didn't go to any other room than the one she was referring to. "The room is big, but I feel uncomfortable and restless." I cast my eyes around the room.

Putting aside my irritation, I changed my clothes and slept afterward. It had only been a short while since I closed my eyes. I heard someone enter my room, and the next thing I knew, I felt my bed shaking from being pushed hard by something. I forced my eyes open to find Atlas in front of me.

What is he doing here?

I try to get up from lying and sit on my bed. I saw him looking at me with those familiar blue eyes as we met each other's gaze several times. "Damn, why do I have to have a step-sister like you?" He looked at me with his blue eyes that stared darkly at me.

"Why are you here?" I ventured to ask, hoping he would answer. I might have entered the wrong room, and this room was hers, so she was feeling upset.

"It's up to me where I want to be. This is my house." He smirked. He clucked in annoyance. "You suck. I hear what people are talking about you. I'm unlucky to be related to an omega like you." He looked at me with a condescending look.

I swallowed the water in my throat with difficulty. I shouldn't have ignored the discomfort I felt before. "Atlas, it looks like this is my room. So please come out, you shouldn't be here, and I want to rest." I said while squeezing my blanket. Atlas' presence made my back flood with cold sweat.

I then backed up my body, but his hand quickly caught me and pulled me until I fell on the floor. "It's not your time to rest. Get down and make me some food." He commanded me forcefully. When he pulled me earlier, I could feel that Atlas' strength was no match for mine. He was very strong.

I looked at him while holding my arm. He was indeed handsome, but his attitude was very bad. He lowered his head near me, then held my chin. I clenched my fists to hide the tremor of fear my body was showing. "There will be no one to help you this time, so quickly do as I say." He let go of my chin so roughly that my face was pushed to the side.

I didn't like him. Meeting him was a thousand times worse than facing Mom when she was drunk. I thought my bad luck would end with Mom's marriage, which might change her attitude. But instead, it continued with more torture. I got up from the floor while taking a deep breath.

"Alright," I replied obediently, as there seemed to be no other choice for me if I wanted to stay in that house.