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2 - A Wedding Dress

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You have GOT to be joking.
"Do you realise what this would mean for the Gallo Pack, girl? It would be huge and you can finally give something back to the Pack who has kept you under their roof out of the goodness of our hearts." Alpha Thomas shuffled papers on his desk like he hadn't just dropped a bomb on me and brushed it off with the most back handed insult I'd ever heard. Bastard.
I was nineteen, and he wanted me to get fricking MARRIED?!?!?!
Was he crazy?!?!
THIS WAS THE GODDAMN TWENTYFIRST CENTURY NOT THE MEDEVAL PERIOD.
I gaped at him like a fish, trying to balance thoughts on what was wrong with him and thought on how to kill him.
Alpha bastard supreme had introduced me to Adrian Deodatus a few days after the Gala. I had caught onto his plan to use me to get to the sorcerers early on but I played along. For one, what else was I suppose to do? And two, Adrian was kinda decent and fun, especially after eighteen years of constant cold shoulder unless someone wanted something special to eat. When Thomas had 'taken me in' he had told me that I had to earn my keep by doing chores in the Alpha house. Seeing as I didn't fancy cleaning for eternity I turned to something a bit more my style. Basically, I'm the cook. And damn, am I a good one if I say so myself. Must be my earth affinity. Or pure talent. I still hadn't decided.
At least Adrian would have a decent cook for a wife.
Oh fuck why the hell did do this?!
"And when is this supposed to happen?" I choked out.
He didn't even glance up at me. "Next week at the Deodatus's estate in the country. You're going there tonight to stay there until the ceremony."
"Tonight?!" I blurted out. This time he did look up.
"Yes, so I suggest you start packing. After you've made lunch, that is. We'll leave after dinner is served." He looked me up and down as I stood there catching flies, as my Dad would call it. "You may go," he dismissed me.
I spun around and stomped out of his office, the shock slowly being replaced by burning anger. How could he do this? It was barbaric! And he wasn't even letting me take the day off to pack and ay goodbyes! Not that I'd have anyone or anything but the pots and pans in the kitchen to say goodbye to, but still!
Unfortunatly, this was the truth about my life. I wasn't exactly liked in the Pack, if you hadn't already guessed that. You see, nobody was exactly happy that I was born. I wasn't seen as Were because of my Sorceress half and I wasn't seen as Sorcerer either because of my Were half. So I was scum to wolves and nothing but an interesting study to Sorcerers.
At least Adrian didn't treat me that bad, which was surprising seeing as he's the son of a very influential Duke of Sorcerers. He was 21, three years older than me. We'd gotten close because he would come and see the pack and me with his father frequently as Thomas and the Duke tried coming up with ways to mend fences. Obviously their big master plan was to marry us off together.
Great.
I really didn't mind Adrian coming over, actually enjoyed it because I was finally getting a bit of attention. Adrian was even trying to teach me how to use my magic, though I wasn't coming very far since I remember what I did to those plants at the Gala and felt bad. But marriage? That was really one too far. I know it would show a legal bond between the two species in the eyes of the Supernaturals, but really, hadn't they thought this through at all? Not to mention that Adrian would be stuck with me for ages.
Also... I had a Mate. I was never really sure if I would because Sorcerers don't but now I know for sure that I do and doing this with Adrian felt a hell of a lot like cheating. That made me antsy and my wolf whine. She'd never really liked Adrian that much, and I'm guessing that it was because she knew that he wasn't meant to be for us. I could use that Mate bond to get out of this because Soulmate bonds were held way above and arranged marriage deal but then it would mean that I had to face Dante and go with him... Either way I was losing what little of a home I had left.
My wolf whined again and I started preparing lunch for the Pack house. That meant I had to get started early because wolves can eat a lot. Like, serious amounts. I tied my long red hair back, cursing the stray curls which decided to go against the norm and spring back out again. Darn little things. They fell around my face and tried to blow them away. Why couldn't my hair be like the ones in Disney? That would my life so much better. But it would just not be so, unfortunately. I should really cut it but I loved my hair long. It reached the middle of my back in corkscrews and when straightened they passed my bum.
Darn Disney for giving me unreal expectations for hair.
I got down to cooking.