Alpha Damon's POV;

What's taking our Mate? Dylan snaps for the third time in under 10 mins. I could feel my patience slowly slipping away as if it was loose sand, tight within my grip.What in the hell is taking her so long?

Do YOU think I fucking know?! I lash out impatiently. What do you want me to do?! Skip over to her house like a mother-fucking fairy and help her ready for the fucking the wedding?

I don't care whatever the hell you do! I just want my Mate now, he threatened.

Like I want her to go die, I say sarcastically, making Dylan snarl back angrily.

Don't you da-

Don't YOU dare, you motherfucker! I'm the Alpha, not you! I can say whatever the fuck I want and you fucking can't stop me! I say, using my Alpha tone but that doesn't end here.

He continues to ramble on while I pretended to listen before blocking him out. It had been 12 fucking minutes since I arrived here at the Altar with my Pack.

12 fucking mins with me waiting like an idiot all dressed up, at the altar with an old ass of a priest cowering and whimpering in fear at the sight of me. Oh, she's going to pay big time for this.

I roll my eyes away disgustedly, to see my glorious Pack covering the entire left side of the church. My chest swells with pride, seeing the success of my Pack even though only about 1/30th of the Pack was present in this church.

My Pack had filled the left side while the SilverRose pack covered the right. Everyone from the SilverRose Pack was mute, as if they were here to attend a funeral instead of a wedding, not daring to whisper a word to each other even.

I could see the Alpha's darling Mates in the the front row wearing mint dresses, their faces twisted with emotions.

Seconds later, Alpha Ryan and Alpha Zayn appear and take the vacant seats by their Mates, after planting some silent kisses on their lips. No one says a word.

They sit down with one seat still empty, next to the Luna at the end of pew, that wore those apple bottles jeans the other day. Today her face was silent and covered in paleness.

Now all -but one seat- was full. Even though, this was the biggest church around, I could only call my best Warriors, my several Deltas, the some Alphas we had alliances with and some close friends. Even with all this, everyone was practically squeezed together.

My Beta stood directly behind me, dressed in a similar tux as me, flirting with my one of Pack's main hoes who sat in the front rows and was wearing a deep scarlet -nearly-clear, sparkling radiated- short dress with her unmistakably plastic boobs nearly slipping out.

I caught my Beta smiling and winking every now and then at her, and as response she secretly traced the outline of her body starting from the rim of her neck to the down her leg, with one of her slender fingers, trying to act casual doing so.

I look away as she bends over, pretending to adjust her heel, winking at my Beta flirtatiously as she did. I turn to see my Gamma -standing behind my Beta- who was intensely talking over his headpiece, not caring of the whores who were trying to catch his attention from behind him.

One of them was trying to seduce me as well with her phony sympathy talk, not caring that I was about to marry the Pack's Luna, my Mate.

Dylan returns with full force, growling back at her angrily through the Pack mind-link, hushing her once and for all. If I hadn't have found my Mate, I was undoubtably hooked but no matter what, since Dylan met that bitch of a Mate, he wanted no one but her.

You better not block me again you asshole, Dylan grunted. Or else, I'm making sure I mark her, not you!

Oh really! Whatcha you gonna do? Ride her like a fucking dog, and then shove your dick down her throat? And then you're gonna mark her like the stupid animal you are? I laugh, clearly pissing him off more.

Fuck off! Ain't no one gonna miss your ass when your gone, Dylan hissed. Besides are you going to stand here like an ass you are, or are you going to inquire and find out where in the fuck is our Mate? As in if she's still alive and breathing?

Dylan's words bring me back to the present. I growl at his words, agreeing sadly he was right, leading to mind link Kaden.

Kaden?! Where in the hell is my Mate? I command greedily.

Oh my God, chill brother! You're even more moody than a pregnant woman..! And for the contrary, no. I don't fucking know where your Mate is. It's not like I have a find-my-Luna app hardwired in my head, he replies giving me the urge of snapping his head off.

I know you want to snap my head off, he adds ever so carelessly- as if whatever I said didn't have an effect on him, leaving me dumbfounded before he explained furthermore. Dylan told me.

I feel my inner self-control snap. Dylan! You ass, you cunt, you mothe-

Before I finish my line, the doors to the church fly open giving a clear view of the starry night that tainted the pitch black sky, along with my bride, glowing in her luminous dress and shimmering halo of a veil.

From a distance, it looked as she has been kissed by those every stars twinkling throughout sky as she gracefully slid across the down the pews, shining in her facade of an Angel from heaven.

Everyone's head turned to catch a view of her, and as their eyes meet her, their mouths were left hanging. The by-standers tossed the rose petals over her, as she walked past them.

People stared at her but she blocked them out and as our eyes locked. I could see a spark of fury arising within those once tender eyes.

Her gentle gaze turned sharp the second they landed in my direction and as she made her away over with her brother on her side, I saw the intensity of her eyes grow. Her eyes were neither glassy with tears nor trembling with fear. Her face held no emotion, what-so-ever.

I heard some low chatter ripple across the church, not only from my Pack but from hers as well; Some were squealing with delight as other showered their never-ending flow of compliments. Some were even sympathetic! Ah!

As those delighted words for my Mate filled my ears, I also heard the high-pitch whines and scowls from the Pack hoes, coming from the other end. I had to say, my Mate did enter as a high competition, already earning some future friends. Under seconds the stench of jealousy became overwhelming.

Her chins just as high as our ego, Dylan informed with a light laugh, compelling to agree along. I thrust my hands into the pockets of my pants, my head just as high as hers.

Oh aren't we going to have fun tonight Dylan, I say joyfully with my wolf laughing in the back.

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Xavier's POV;

As Nora held onto my arm, I knew something was wrong. Something was disturbing her, but her face telling me a different story.

There was no doubt I was pissed after seeing her in her torn up wedding dress but when I saw the specks of dried up blood against her neck, it began to gnaw my insides nearly making me shift.

When I had caught a glimpse of her in that condition, my wolf and I just was to rip apart the person who did that done that her before asking her why she left. I knew she was miserable, but how could she understand my situation?

I've been worried enough these past few days, with my Alpha duties, the wedding, Christina. I noticed she started growing paler and paler as the days progressed, especially during eating.

She would pick at her food more than she ate it and she would get dizzy more often- there were moments where she nearly fell down the stairs due to the dizziness, but luckily someone or the other was there to help.

What shocked me the most was that she even gave up her heels for flats! As much as I knew Christina, she would've never gave up her heels for anything, even if I ever asked. She also stopped attending her usual evening training sessions with her friends.

As desperately I wanted to ask Christina what she going on, Angel and Mia stopped me surprisingly, saying I need to trust her and give her, her space. Since then I've overlooked it everytime, but as I did, it was internally killing me.

My wolf was even growing agitated every time I saw Christina but there was no way, I explained to him.

Nora held on tighter as I helped her up the stairs to the church. She didn't say a word, so neither did I. As we reached the top of the stairs, her face molted itself into stone, tightly grasping onto her flowers and my arm.

I nod, signaling the guards to open the large doors. Light slowly flushes in, enlightening us in its rays. We slowly strode forwards, taking short and light steps.

Everyone turns to see us, as we make ourself in their view; their mouths hanging. We make our way over slowly, with that useless of an Alpha smirking at this so-called victory. His hands lightly stuffed in his pockets, his lips curled into a smile, his hair ruffled, and his eyes twinkling with amusement.

As the altar came into a few steps distance, Nora slowly but softly released her grip on my arm, with that hinting towards that idea that she was in hurry.

I remained paralyzed in shocked as she lefts go completely before I do and as she toke a step closer in the direction of the altar, that bastard of an Alpha-pretending to be a gentleman- extends his hand forwards.

From my horror filled eyes it looked as if she was eager to get married to that worthless Alpha of a mate. She looks up and as they lock eyes, she locks her hand onto his.

He helped her up to the levitated platform as they gaze into each other's eyes as if it was their private world, and just when I was desperately trying to mind-link Nora to ask about what was going on in her mind, a hand falls onto my shoulder.

I look up back behind to see Ryan, signalling with his head to hurry up. He and me walk up silently and take our places between that Alpha's useless Beta and his Gamma. Zayn was already here with his hands crossed down low, hanging his head. I stood in front, with Ryan behind and as the words escape from the priests mouth, I couldn't believe what I just witnessed.

Nora had her eyes glazing up at the Damon, her hand loosely wrapped around her bouquet of flowers and just when I thought she was about to cry, a frightening small smile tugs up onto the corners of her pinky lips along with a light blush. .....

The second that the door opened, and as soon as Nora and her brother Xavier, stepped into the spotlight, the room became pin-dropped silent for their arrival.

As heads turned around to catch a glimpse of them, a low whisper raced throughout the crowd. Deep blood red rose petals sprinkle over Xavier's and Nora's heads as they passed them by the entrance.

As Nora gracefully floated down the pews with her head held up and as her eyes sharp on the Alpha, she noticed the beauty of the church which left her in awe; the arrangement of the patterns of black and white tiles stretched along the path down the pews were gorgeous, along with the dome like ceiling curved with words of the holy bible.

The pale yellow-ish lamps on the sides of those very curved domes, the elegant marble pillars by each side supporting the dome, the slightly higher platform at the Altar with two stained glass murals of Jesus himself on both sides.

Bunches of white flowers that had a light fragrance were tied along the well polished wooden pews with thousands of burning candles along the wall around the perimeter, against the half creamy-white and ash brown painted walls.

Even with the purity of the church, she could still recognize the scent of evil lurking throughout the hearts as Nora glanced at the RedBlood Pack.

As her pace quickened, she tried not to rush or to alarm her brother but she couldn't help it. Nora saw the shine of the Alpha's smile lighting his face, twisting her guts into a tigh knot.

Nora heard the voices encircling around her as she went pass the pews, row by row, some of astonishment and of sympathy but she blocked them out as she walked past. Her target was dead ahead with her eyes were sharply narrowing in.

When she was about 3 steps away from the platform itself, she dropped her arm from her brother's steadily, trying not to alert him that something was up, but she knew he had already noticed that. The moment her hand slipped off her brother's, Damon extended his out for her.

Nora glanced up curiously trying to study Damon's facial expression, but his face was clearly readable; it showed amusement for her silent performance, walking down aisle. His smirk burned, and became too large for his face.

Nora? What's going on- Her brother Xavier started but stopped a second later.

She ignores him as she extended her hand, and dropped it onto Damon's, keeping her face still.

The second her hand landed on his, the sparks were lit. June starts to howl from within after feeling her Mates touch. Damon pulled/helped her up the steps with a smile still plastered on and before Nora knew it, the priest began to speak. His grip was tightly clutched on to Nora's but he released it as soon as she was up.

Nora caught a few words that left the priest's mouth but soon they began to blur. The entire church began to blur as June started to drool from the sight of her Mate in a wedding suit as Nora scoffed at her stupidity.

Dylan can you shut your bloody panting? Damon snapped with hands clutched by his sides.

What happened Alpha? Can't keep your hands to your self?

Quit quoting Selena Gomez with me! Damon grunted. It was true that his hands were itching to get the feeling of his Mate's skin under his for a second time.

Itching for the sensation of an another adrenaline rush, pumping vigorously in his veins whenever she glazed her flower like skin along his but wasn't willing to accept that loud.

Males needed to be dominated one, he reminded himself, and their Mate shouldn't make them feel vulnerable.

Against his wishes, Damon's eyes had once again betrayed him. His eyes flashed with warmth, leading to shocking results. A faint ghost of a smile appeared on his Mate's face, her baby pink tainted lips gently forming a smile, causing a smile to crack up on his lips as well.

Seconds past before he realizes what she's doing.

She trying to weaken us, Damon informs Dylan harshly.

Really? Well I thin-

I don't care what you think! She's our Mate, and I get that! But she's a female and we're males. Males are suppose to be the dominant ones and females the ones under! We can't let her have control over us! Damon lectured him, roughly.

But she's our Mate doofus! She allowed to express her love! He argued in her her defence.

Are you softening on me now?! Or are you turning into a pup just because we found our lost Mate and cause she's given you a little bit of affection ?! Damon exclaimed, making Dylan growl back. Calling anyone a pup was the biggest offence ever; it was like saying fuck you to your boss.

I didn't mean that! He started impatiently.

Oh of course! Sorry, for that, even though that's what I've been trying to explain to you dumbass. We can't let her control us not only because she's a female but also because we're the Alpha! We have to be the one setting the rules not her!

Dylan remains silent as Damon takes back control, darkening his eyes into a near black colour, just in time to catch the words.

"Do you, Alpha Damon Romano of the Redblood Pack accept Ms.Nora Faith of the SilverRose Pack as your Mate, and Luna of the Pack, as long as you continue your duty as an Alpha?" The priest asked, in a uneven tone, terrified for Damon's answer.

"I do," Damon shot angrily, making Nora look up in wonder. Her eyes were numb and hard to read from under her veil but it was clear she wasn't happy with the answer.

"Do you, Ms.Nora Faith of the SilverRose Pack accept Alpha Damon Romano of the Redblood Pack as your Mate and Alpha, as long as he continues his rule as Alpha?" Nora bit the insides of her mouth, letting the bitter taste of blood fill her mouth.

She inhales through her nose before saying, and breathing in the rough stuffy air. "Do I have a choice?"

Her voice comes out firm, so it rings out pretty vividly through the church. Everyone holds there breath, including the priest himself as the temperature in the church suddenly drops down by 20 degrees.

It felt as it all the warmth from the hundreds of candles had magically disappeared as her eyes innocently wandered into Damon's stone hard eyes, which clearly weren't looking amused anymore.

She glanced at Xavier -whose washed out brown eyes were gleaming black now with his hands tightly squeezed by his sides, his claws threatening to come.

Ryan looked pretty much the same as Xavier, his eyes dark and his round childish face looking more mature than ever, biting his lip from resisting the growl that was threatening to erupt.

Zayn who was avoiding her eyes,was also now looking up but not at her but at Damon instead.

Everyone looked at her with shocked faces but nobody spoke a word nor did anyone breathe. Before she knew it, something -or more likely someone- grabs onto her veil, yanking it away from her face from behind with sparks erupting throughout her scalp.

She recognized the sparks as Damon's hands as he tilted her head back with one hand, before she could even pull back.

The flowers dropped dead to the ground but before they could even touch the ground, Damon had already planted his hot fury lips onto Nora's, choking back the scream in her own throat.

He releases his grasp from her hair before restraining both of her wrists down against her back, trampling over the forgotten bouquet.

His kiss had just lit the chain of fireworks throughout Nora's entire body. Her body felt like it was fire from the instensity of his lips, melting her cold heart along.

Before she knew it, she found herself giving up against his restrains and then suddenly, she found herself enjoying it and kissing back, wanting more and more as the moments past.

It became more of an obsession than a necessary, in her eyes; the obsession for his smooth crisp lips, his fiery destructive touch, his beautiful muscular frame, his sharp hawk like eyes, his everything, against hers and hers alone.

The last thing that Nora could make out before blocking them all out was one simple sentence. "I present to you the Luna of the RedBlood Pack; Luna Nora Damon Romano!"

A crowd of loud cheers erupted, breaking the blissfully silent atmosphere of church, filling it with howls of joy. Scratch that. Not of joy but of triumphed.

Triumph of becoming the largest Pack in North America. Or of the world's, Nora didnt know which one but one thing she knew for sure, he might've not just conquered her Pack intentionally but her soul as well.... .....

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Firstly, I just wanted to say or more likely write this, that I hope I didn't make any mistakes when I was writing about the wedding and church stuff in this chapter. I've never been to a wedding in a church or even stepped foot in a church, so I don't know anything. Secondly, if I did make any mistakes, please comment or directly message me, so I can fix them!

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