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Chapter 3

Author: AlphaGo
Fourteen minutes until the ceremony.

Noah was called away by the officiating elder.

When he let go of my hand, my fingers curled limply against my skirt.

In my half-open left eye, the clear support rod was still hidden under the thick frosting.

Luke checked the time and completely lost patience.

"We can't really make the pack representatives sit here and wait for her."

Ethan looked at Blair.

"Should we at least get her to the mirror? Clean up her face."

Blair sneered.

"Doesn't she love to play innocent?"

"Once she's at the altar, let's see if she keeps it up."

The two of them each grabbed one of my arms and dragged me toward the vanity.

My body slid off the sofa, the back of my head hitting the armrest.

Thud.

The jacket Noah had draped over me fell to the floor.

I instinctively closed my eyes.

After death, I couldn't feel real pain anymore.

But watching my own body get dragged around like this was still unbearable.

That was the daughter my mother had personally sent off this morning.

The daughter my father had finally come to believe would be happy with Noah.

Now, I was like a piece of inconvenient luggage.

I cried and tried to push them away.

"Let go of me!"

"Stop dragging me!"

Luke frowned.

"Why isn't she resisting at all?"

Blair said:

"On purpose. She's waiting for us to give in."

She picked up the fill light.

The harsh light shone directly into my face.

"Emma, I'm giving you one last chance."

"Keep playing dead, and I'll cut that video and play it on the hall screen while you exchange vows."

Ethan blinked.

"Blair, that's too far."

"Too far?"

She stared at me.

"She cares most about how people see her. A little scare and she'll get up."

Luke chimed in.

"Emma, come on. Don't make her actually play it."

The room fell quiet.

No one answered.

The smile on Blair's face finally stiffened a little.

She nudged my shoulder.

My body tilted, my cheek hitting the vanity.

A trickle of dark red slid slowly from beneath my left eye.

Ethan stared at it.

"Is she bleeding?"

Blair wiped it with a tissue.

"Raspberry jam."

Ethan looked down at my face as if still trying to confirm.

Then Noah came back.

When he saw my dirtied skirt, his face darkened instantly.

"Who told you to move her?"

He bent down and carried me back to the sofa.

"I said to let her cool off. Haven't you caused enough trouble today?"

Luke shut up.

But Blair's eyes reddened.

"Weren't we doing this for you?"

"Everyone's waiting, and the bride is just lying there. We helped you, and that's wrong?"

Noah didn't coax her the way he usually did.

He looked down at the stains on the wedding dress.

The gray mark dragged across the floor ran from the hem all the way to the lace I had sewn myself.

"This was her favorite."

Blair's voice went shrill.

"A dress is more important than all of us?"

"It's not about the dress."

Noah's head snapped up.

"Blair, today is my wedding."

"She's the one I'm marrying."

The whole room went silent.

I had waited so many years.

For the first time, I heard him stand clearly on my side in front of Blair.

Too bad it was too late.

Noah picked up the veil and arranged it himself.

Then he wiped the cake off my forehead and right cheek, bit by bit.

"I didn't handle things well today."

His forehead pressed against mine.

"If you're angry, take it out on me."

"But don't really ignore me."

The phone rang right then.

The ceremony coordinator sent over a pre-wedding interview and asked him to confirm the version to be played later.

In the video, I was sitting by the window.

The interviewer asked:

"What worries you most about marrying an Alpha?"

I thought about it.

"He finds it hard to say no to the people he grew up with."

"Everyone thinks the Alpha is absolute, but actually, he's very soft-hearted with his friends."

"Does that bother you?"

In the video, I smiled.

"It used to."

"I told him I don't have a wolf, and I'm not part of those childhood memories they share. Sometimes I don't know how to fit in."

"And then?"

"And then he said I didn't need to fit in."

"If the day ever came when he had to choose between me and them, he would definitely choose me."

I looked off-camera, smiling a little sheepishly.

"I believe him."

Noah's face went pale.

He turned off the phone and didn't speak for a long time.

Finally, he just held my hand tighter.

"I'm sorry."

"Emma, after today, I'll handle everything properly."

I looked at him and suddenly wanted to laugh.

Today would definitely end.

But after today, there would be no us.
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