"We're here Alpha," the driver said briefly with a short nod, lowering his timid blue eyes as well.

Even though he knew the circumstances of this marriage, he yet gave a small smile when my eyes landed on him. Encouragement, or sympathy; I just couldn't tell the difference. I was too busy reflecting back on the memories of my life with my brothers and their Mates.

Just another few short steps toward my death, I realized. After that, I'll hardly ever see the spark in Ryan's eyes after annoying the hell out of me, Angel's disapproving frown toward him for being no less than a child, Xavier's usual lectures, Christina's care-free attitude, Zayn's angry growls, and Mia's innocent little smile.

I would hate to admit but I would also miss Lia's daily craziness. She was here with me since Kindergarten; the first and only friend, to stay with me during my hardest and funniest time ever. I know it sounds cliché but it's true.

Even before the marriage was planned out, one thing with certain; my departure from the SilverRose Pack, along with my hopes bagged heavily behind me.

Flashback;

After Mr.James Bond threatened me before disappearing into thin air, I slowly made my way back to the house thinking about he said.

Soo? How did go? June asked shyly.

Oh, you're back from your little vacation? I exclaim, with fake shock.

Where else would I be bitch? While your interesting,yet strange encounter with Mr.Death-Wish back here, I decided to step back and let the boss handle it, June sneered in her defence.

You know, I wonder why we even have wolf if they're such a pain in the ass? I asked myself notoriously.

As my foot stepped on to the porch of the house, I hear the sliding back door slam against its hinges with my brothers dressed in extremely expensive black suits coming racing out.

Ryan was the first to rush out with Xavier hot on his trail. He stomped out onto the porch and under the porch lights I could see his timid little eyes widen after seeing my current condition, making his body stiffen with anger.

His kind brown eyes were tainted with black while his fists were strained white. His black suit made him look about 3 years older and more mature than usual.

Usually Ryan was one of the calmest of the three but right now on that moment, he looked more furious that then the time I accidentally trip and scattered Xavier's paper. Xavier screamed at me for at least 1 hours and 30 mins, before coming back to his senses and rushing to apologize.

The second Xavier steps out from behind him, his body also goes rigged with anger at the sight of me, in my now mud-stained wedding dress. I feel my tears weakening me from within, from the sight of their tensed faces; their emotions twisted and hard to read.

I sniffle back a few tears and after Xavier noticed the single tear rolling down my cheek, he scurried from behind Ryan to me, bracing me in his warm embrace.

I clutched onto his tux's fabric, letting my tears shed against his body. His expensive cologne hits my nostril, rewinding my memories of those summer days when we would go shopping together and watch late night movies.

I want to apologize but no words comes out- it was as if someone had stuffed my throat up with something because it was near to impossible to form a single word.

I cry as he nestled his chin against my neck, his stubble rubbing against it making it uncomfortable but I don't complain as his arms were protectively wrapped around my waist, refusing to let go. He doesn't say anything as I wet his coat with my tears, so I don't resist it, I just give in.

I hear some shuffled footsteps and some soft exchanges of words whirl around us, but I keep holding on to my brother's suit, with me the one refusing to let go.

A hand starts to stroke my tangled mess of hair, patting it down from behind me with some soft words muttered, saying it's going to be alright. I reconfirm the voice as Zayn's; his voice seeming low, like he was trying not to cry.

Instead of leaving, I clutch Xavier's coat more, feeling my knees give in from under me. I escalade down with Xavier -still grasping onto my small body frame- falling with me until we were crumpled on the floor, with my head hanging against right shoulder.

I squeeze my eyes shut as he holds on tighter and then suddenly I feel Ryan's wolf/presence begging for my attention. I move my head away from his shoulder, to steal a glance at Xavier's eyes when they soften with sadness. His gentle warm hand comes from behind my waist and brushes some strands of hair, away from my face. In that moment he wasn't an Alpha and I wasn't the sister of one either; he was just a brother and I was his younger sister.

I glance to see Ryan, his face tightened and his eyes drained of their cheerfulness with his hand gently tapping my back. His eyes dropped after a moment and then I turn to my left, to see Zayn kneeled down too with his hand stroking my hair.

These were my brothers; my beloved, strong, protective, brothers; the Alphas. I couldn't help but feel useless, because it was me, the one that had made them weak. I was the one to blame because I made my Alpha brothers bow down to another Alpha, my heartless mate.

They knew all this but they don't say a word, not daring to make me shed a tear more.

"Come on Nora. Time to get you fixed." My eyes adjust to the dim light to see Angel, Mia and Christina hovering above us, with pale faces. I nod while wiping my tears with the backside of my hand, as Xavier used my other hand to pull me back up.

I stagger back a few steps, as I feel the world spin before my eyes. My hand naturally goes to my head as several other hands enclose around me from behind, helping me steady my balance.

"I'm fine," I say in a petite voice which I knew they heard. Xavier starts to help me into our house with both of his hands gently around my waist while mine were dangling by my sides. I tiredly drag my legs across the floor as we pass through the kitchen.

The lights were too bright, straining my eyes from seeing, so I was thankful for Xavier's guidance and as we were about to climb up the stairs, I feel Xavier drop his hands.

Before I could say anything, he bends down and carried me in arms up the stairs, hard against his body-my hands instinctively curves around his neck and as I snuggle my face against the collar of his suit, my eyes start to get heavy.

As we stroll down the hallway, I noticed that the half the lights were on but they were dimmed like someone had meant to do it. He then whispered some words by my ear, which I just couldn't make out. I just wanted to block them out.

He walked a couple of steps more, before putting me down in front of my bedroom door. Christina walks up from behind, opens the door and ushers me in quickly.

After a few exchanges of words, Christina smacks the door shut with her face grown -more than usual- pale as if she would throw-up any moment. A faint smile curves up when she acknowledges me with a dim look.

"Now, go and change Nora," She said in a dry tone, waving me off towards the dressers and walking towards the corner where my shoes laid lifelessly on the floor.

"In what? I just literally torn apart the dress that Alpha Damon wanted me in," I say dreadfully, thinking what of the consequences he would give for disobeying his orders.

In the light now, I could see the dress for what it truly was; stained, torn, damaged- just as much as myself, I thought.

"That's why us three got another dress made exactly like the one he wanted for situations like this and since we knew you have a habit of running everything your way," Angel said hopefully, placing a hand on my shoulder to direct me towards the bathroom.

Mia walked on from the door with an exact replica of the dress that I was wearing but this one was spotless; didn't have any stains or any torn up laces or wrinkled corners. The door shuts behind her without a trace of my brothers in the hall.

She hands me the dress, along with another encouraging smile to show her love. I reluctantly smile back while grasping onto the dress and walking over to the washroom.

I slip out of the dress and change in to its matching twin, watching myself in the mirror, as I do so. There was dried blood in the corner of my neck from where the attacker had attempted to mark me. I couldn't find the guts to wipe it away, so I leave it there as a sad reminder of my poor choices.

I walk out with the girls clustered by my dresser. Mia was the first to notice me when I walked out and she gave me a hand in walking to my dresser. Christina worked on my hair with Mia on my makeup. Angel came from behind with a new radiant veil, that shimmered in the light. Together they worked gracefully, dolling me up for my death.

That's when I noticed their outfits. They were all different mint dresses; Angel was in a long strapless dress with sparkles decorating her chest and her hair thrown to one side, showing off my brother's mark.

Mia was in a short knee-high dress with artificial flowers as decorations for her hair and white heels too.

Christina -who was surprisingly- for once wearing a simple mint loose summer high-low dress with pearly white flats.

It was unusual for Christina to be so casual during an event but the flash of her pale white face told me something was up.

"How-" I start but Angel cuts me off.

"We knew you were up to something the second you agreed to come dress shopping with us, so had another set made just in case," she explained dryly, without looking at me.

"It's not we didn't trust you, it's just that we were scared for you," Mia stated, wiping the dried blood away with a damp cloth. Luckily there wasn't any remainder of the incident besides the first torn up dress.

I think about what they say. "I'm sorry I let you all down."

"Nora, we understand. It's scary but you have us. We'll always be with you, no matter what." Christina says before pinning the last pin in for my veil. I take a hard glance at my mirror to see my facade glowing back at me.

A superficial smile for a superficial person, I think; my face glowing but yet pale, my eyes wide but hollow, my lips small but dead, my hair straightened but yet dented.

After being satisfied that they had done the most that they could, they take a few steps back giving me room to stand up. Angel bends down with my crystal Cinderella like shoes in her hands and I allow my feet to slid in, -balancing myself on Mia's shoulder- and then she strapped them on.

Christina stood a few steps back away from us with a grimace face plastered on. After steadying myself Christina helps me walk toward the door through the dim hallway with Angel and Mia ahead of us, silently. Before we reach the top of stairway, she turns me with her hands on my shoulder so I'm face to face with her.

Even in the low light I could see that her face was calm but showed evidence of her illness: her lips slightly chapped, her eyes hollow but yet filled with glee.

"Nora, I-" she started hesitatingly, like she was waiting for a sign but still continued on after catching her breathe. "Nora, Xavier's going to be a dad."

I freeze in the moment, as the words escape her lips. Did I hear her right? "So, you're-"

"I'm pregnant Nora," she added shyly, a large blush covering her hollow face. A smile cracked up on her face, lightening me as well.

"Oh, I'm so so happy for you Christina! Oh my god! Listen up. Don't you worry, you hear me? Xavier will be a great dad, I promise." I laugh, before my face hardens. "Does Xavier know?"

"I think he's suspicious about something, seeing me sick usually every morning for a week but no, I haven't told him."

"When will you?" I raise an eyebrow at her, making her face grow small. She brushs a curl behind her ear.

"Soon," was all she said.

"Alright then and by the way Christina, I'm so sorry for everything-" Christina tries to interrupt but I stop her.

"No, please let me. If I was never born or if my Mate would've been anyone else, then this day wouldn't have come and then you've told Xavier by now." I explain. "He would've been happy instead of being sad right now. I'm just so blessed that I have you as his Mate."

"Nora, firstly don't you ever say that you wish you weren't born. They would've all been miserable without you and secondly, you know your brothers love you, right? They love you so much that they don't care if they loose their title or packs for you right now. If you say no to this marriage, we'll back you up. They didn't say their support but I guarantee, that they will proof it to you when possible. All you have to say is no and see what your brothers do," she said in a serious tone.

I know they'll support me the second I ask but do they know the risk behind it? I know they'll willingly and happily sacrifice their titles of being an Alpha just to protect me but do they know, they might have to sacrifice their Mate's protection as well? Will I offer my brother's and their Mates as sacrifice or will I give my own?

Flashback Over;

The door to the SUV flys opens, letting a cool breeze in. Zayn -who now had gotten his hair trimmed because his once blond tipped hair had now been replaced with small messy dark chocolate brown hair - was clearly just as frustrated as the others. His eyes were hollow and his hands were cold as he helped me down. I take a step out before turning around to see him, slam the door shut. Xavier steps out from the other side of SUV, stalks toward me and helps me cover myself with the shimmering veil, from behind.

It's floats down gracefully, covering my face in its shimmering halo up to my waist and as I look up to see my Xavier, I see Ryan come around from the passenger seat with the handful of freshly plucked white Ivorys. He holds them out to me and as my hands shakes before taking reluctantly, I feel my brothers enfold me in their arms, lightly. Ryan by my right and Zayn on left with Xavier from behind.

I feel my vision blur with those darn tears again but I say no. If Angel, Mia, and Christina could've got me ready without shedding a single tear, I could have too.

They release me and as tears fall down my cheek, I wipe them away furiously. Ryan and Zayn leave us after saying their goodbyes and as Xavier helps me in going up the stairs slowly before pausing to link arms, ready to take me down the aisle, I drain whatever emotions I had left in my face.

I raise my chin with pride as the lights from the church light my path. If Alpha Damon of the RedBlood Pack, was known to be Heartless Alpha, then two can play at this game.

I'm not going to waste my tears crying for the so-called Heartless Alpha, I reminded myself, Because now, I was going him waste his time crying for me.

And that was an offer, I am willingly to agree on, ..... Hey my Owl! I JUST realized that I had made an error in one of the previous chapters, in which I said that Ryan was one year younger than Nora. THAT IS WRONG because Ryan and Zayn are BOTH twins and both of them are OLDER than Nora by one year.

ANYWAY, I just wanted to spread my love to you guys for giving me 3K reads! ❣Muah!!!❣

To be honest my goals was to get 500 reads at least but you guys are just so much better than that! Thank you guys a ton for reading my utterly random book and for surprisingly voting too!

So for you guys that are confused, here's a small recap sif it's un-clear still; (Oldest to Youngest with Mates & AGES)

1.Alpha Damon (20) & To-be Luna Nora (16) 2.Alpha Xavier (18) & Luna Christina (18) 3.Alpha Ryan (17) & Luna Angel (17) 4.Alpha Zayn (17) & Luna Mia (16)

CLEAR NOW? If you still don't understand and have questions you wonder ...PLEASE DONT HESITATE IN COMMENTING THEM! I will definitely read them and help you or if not,(because I'm doing homework, AND not ignoring you!) then surely I hope someone else can help you!

The Author; xbookgirlx15

(The brothers👇& Their mate's dress below this pic!)