5

Camilla Pov

I am in seated in front of a mirror, Alpha Lennox wasn’t joking when he said there was going to be a wedding.

It hadn’t been up to 24 hrs since we arrived and the preparations began.

I am almost certain he is not eager to wed me, but here we are.

There are about five girls in the room helping me with my hair, dress and make-up. The girl in front of me picked the silver eyeshadow, claiming it matched with my broach.

“I want the dark one” I insisted.

“But Luna, The Alpha instructed no harsh tone” she objected.

I don’t care what Lennox wants, I have no say in what he wears, so why would he have a say in mine. Perhaps this would serve as an act of defiance to him.

“I want the black one” I repeated. She let out a sigh but did as I said.

The two girls behind her stared at me through the mirror, I could tell they don’t approve of my choice.

My wedding is adorned beautifully with feather and diamonds that glitter, Lennox definitely had good taste in the finest things of the world. The corset hugs my waist firmly, pushing my breast in a more circular entrapment. The girls around me touch my hair, pull at the pins, fix the flowers.

The silence in the room was heart wrenching, adding much to my nervousness.

I whisper, low, “Have there been others? Other weddings?”

The girls freeze, their hands halt as they glance at each other. No one dares to answer, was it forbidden to speak about his weddings. Then the youngest one leans close to my ears,

“There were others,” she says, soft. “But no weddings. You are the first.”

That sounded strange to me, almost like a lie. I have heard of the brides he had accepted before me. What could they have done that warranted no weddings for them. Why was my own different. I hate being the first when it came to things concerning Lennox. I love to be prepared, to know what monster I am facing.

The door opens and my heart almost burst out thinking it was Lennox. A woman walks into the room, Black dress flowing like smoke. She had Dark hair, red lips, and a scar on her chin.

The girls bow their heads in her presence.

“My name is Lilith, Luna” she says giving me a little curtesy. “I will be teaching you how to please Lord Lennox, I shall already assume that you are a virgin.”

I refuse to answer that question, I already hate the idea that I would be giving my virtue to Alpha Lennox. Was he mocking me with these teachings.

“I don’t need you” I answered playing with my fingertips.

“You do, I will be back after the wedding.” she says calmly, “I will come and I will teach you what you must do to Please him. So that you can bear children for him.”

“I am not giving birth to any child for that monster” I curse underneath my breath.

If it weren’t for the guards on every post, I would have escaped by now.

She ignores me then turns around and leaves.

“You should speak that way Luna, you could be beheaded” the youngest one cautioned me.

I was nervous, panicking over the wedding, fearful of the future that awaits me.

The girls continued their works until they were done. Then they stepped back.

“You look beautiful,” one says.

“Like a Luna,” another whispers.

I stare at myself in the mirror, then I shake my head. My voice comes out rough. “I am no Luna. Just some unlucky girl who ended up here.”

***

The glass door slid opens to a hall filled with guest from around the world, people that I have never seen.

I search through the crowd for my parents but they weren’t there. Of course they wouldn’t. Lennox didn’t spare them the decency of letting them see their daughter wedded.

I kept my eyes forward as I walked.

And then I see him.

Lennox Steele.

Black suit sharp against his tall frame, His white hair neatly braided, his green eyes catch mine, begging me to stare at no one else but him. How could I, he was even more ravishing when he had no traces of blood on him.

Did the gods have to make him so perfect, monsters were supposed to have flaws. I don’t think Lennox has any flaws apart from being a monster.

I shouldn’t be having these thoughts about a man who is going to ruin my life. A few minutes from now, I will be his and he will be mine.

Still nothing changes the fact that he is the enemy, and I smile upon his grave when he is dead.

I walk slowly to him, the hem of my gown dragging across the floor, and when I reach him, his hand finds mine. I ignore it causing him to smile.

More Guests sip into the hall, Alphas of different packs. Men, Wolves, Humans and others marching in when it hits me.

A breathtaking scent.

Pine woods and Cherries. My heart slams in my chest. My wolf claws inside me, howling and crying.

Mate.

My eyes scan around the hall, searching until I saw him.

Standing by the door, just about to step in. His gaze locks on me, and his whole body breaks. Tears fill his eyes before I even breathe out.

“No!” he screams, “Not her!”

My lips part, my voice spit out. “Mate…”Before I can bury it, Alpha Lennox had already heard it. I could tell from the furious rage in his eyes. From The way he grabbed my hand so tight, his eyes wide with shock. This was definitely the worst day of my life.

The man runs to me, but before he could reach me, Zayn slams into him, throwing him down. Two more men grabbed him, hold him down on the floor, his arms pinned and bound in cuffs, his face pressed to the cold floor.

“No!” he cries out again, fighting, “You can’t take her. You’ve taken everything from me. You can’t take my mate too!”