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Then Andromeda looked at Kathleen. "Why won't you just marry Kathleen? She's so ready after all." Andromeda said that makes everyone stop. Zachary chuckled and gritted his teeth as he reached her chin. "Don't be so absurd, Honey. You are my bride. One and only." He insisted. She looked at him with tired eyes. He then patted her head. "Just an hour or so. Then we are going home so you can rest." He then faced the makeup artist. "Don't put a lot of makeup on her. Natural was perfect. She doesn't need fixing because she's perfect."

I couldn’t hold the tears back. “What’s wrong?” she exclaimed, almost jumping from her barstool. “What did that bastard do to you? I knew he was shady!” I let out a shaky breath, trying to steady myself, but the weight of it all came crashing down. “It’s not real,” I whispered. “The marriage. It’s just an arrangement.” Teresa’s eyes darkened, her entire body going still.

The two scattered the flower petals, not on the floor but in the air. "P-Princess Melinoe! In the floor! Floor! Not air!" The organizer whispered but Melinoe just smiled at him. Until all that's left was the bride. The doors slowly opened. There stood the most beautiful bride you can ever see. Areszo walked her down the aisle together with Shantile. Rampage cried as he stares at her. He just can't wait to say, 'I do' and own her forever. "Take care of her." Areszo reminded before giving the hand of his daughter to him. He nodded and smiled.

he mouthed, and I stumbled on my dress which made the guests gasp. I was gripped with instant fright that I stepped on my dress. Luckily, I was able to get my balance again and continue moving towards the altar. Not once did the alpha rogue look at me. It felt like he was disgusted by me for some reason. If he was not happy with this marriage, then he should state it so that I would be free from him.

"You are getting married." "Yes," Tatiana confirmed. "And thanks to you, it will all be perfect." Mario wiped the tears and made a face. "Instead of thanks, you can give me a raise." Tatiana rolled her eyes. She was already paying him a small fortune! Without waiting for Tatiana’s response, Mario called the bridesmaids to line up, and he arranged them in the order they should walk out while doing final checks on their hair, makeup, dresses, and shoes. Everything needed to be perfect!

My wedding to Alpha Kai, the man who didn't even like me, he couldn't stand me. The thought alone made my stomach twist so violently I had to sit on the edge of the bed for a moment, pressing a hand to my abdomen and breathing slowly. I wasn’t nervous because I loved him, no. That would have been easier. Softer. I was nervous because I had no idea what I was stepping into. A marriage arranged by my father. A bond forged from necessity, politics, pack expectations, not affection. Not want. Not love. I inhaled slowly and forced myself to stand up. A group of pack women arrived soon after, the stylists, the seamstresses, people tasked with preparing the Alpha’s bride.

I held his gaze without blinking. "You want an heir. I want my throne. Those two things do not cancel each other out, they work together, and I have decided to stop letting my feelings get in the way of what I came here to do." I leaned forward slightly. "You wanted an heir from this marriage? I will give you one. And you will give me my throne. That is the arrangement. That is all any of this has ever been." He studied my face for a long time. "What has changed?" he said slowly. "Between the girl who stood in my study and the woman sitting in front of me now."

STELLA Jeremy's mom didn't want let me out of her sight but then a man came and they both left giggling and talking. Great! I feel like I would regret this. It's such a wealthy and powerful family. Suddenly, a lady walked up to me. gosh! Must she decorate her face like a clown? "Our new bride. Am Yvonne, Tristan's wife" she said and we shook her hands. Tristan is Jeremy's cousin, right? I thought the two arent in good terms. "Nice to meet you" I said wishing she could just disappear. She giggled. "You're soo lucky to be wedded to the CEO of Sanchez Companies" she beamed.

Hopefully. “The last claimed bride is . . .” she turned her whole body to watch us and let a pause settle over the room, most likely to draw out the suspense, but instead, she was highlighting my shame. “Blaire Ashbourne. Step on up darling, come claim your man.” She paused and tilted her head at the paper again, “Fredrick Marlowe. Come claim your man. Blaire, you’ve been bought by Fredrick Marlowe of the Ice Peak pack. Fred come snag your woman so we can all get the ceremony underway.”

The arrangement constantly moved arriving guests forward out of the way of new guests coming in. The recieving line was headed by Anita and George, Rick and Debbie, Old Wilson with Brandon as his aid. Anita was dressed in a designer gown by Vera Wang. She wore the jewelry set given to her by her in-laws at the wedding. No one could get over what a change had come over her since she had married the general. She seemed to have blossomed into a radiant flower over night. But this night, she was even more beautiful than ever. Her gown, jewels, hair and makeup were all perfection. George stood next to her beeming with such pride in his heart to have married such a gem.