DIRTY BLOOD | TR ✔︎

BONUS CHAPTER 1 ➢ WYATT

*read valentines day special in slytherin specials first*

*play when you get to the ~~~*

One and a half years later...

I never thought I'd see the day I walk down the aisle wearing white. Yet, here I am.

My mother stands behind me, styling my hair. A singular Dutch braid travels over my head, ending between my shoulders with a few strands falling into my face.

The top portion of the dress is lace from my hips to my wrists. Beneath the dress, a strapless bra matches my skin tone. The bottom half is fluffy like a ball gown.

My makeup is done to perfection in smokey eyes and a brown nude lipstick.

I stare at my reflection in the wall mirror and I can't stop. I take in every detail of my face, the angle of my nose, the slant of my eyes, the wispy-ness of my lashes. I skim my eyes over the dress and the white heels.

My fingers graze the fabric and I pull them to my lips, touching them in disbelief.

I look like a Disney princess.

In the mirror, Cora stands behind me, leaning against the wall. She doesn't say anything to anyone, opting to let us have false privacy.

Though, I see the glimmer of hope in her eyes.

"You're making a mistake." Chloe says, leaning against the wall as she stares at me.

"Chloe." My mom warns, eyes narrowing.

The younger one sighs, shaking her head.

And my mom presses a kiss to the side of my face. My mom wraps her arms over my shoulders, leaning her head against mine.

"No grandkids yet." She smiles, my cheeks tinting red. "I'm not old enough to be a grandma and you're not old enough to be a mom. You're hardly eighteen."

"No k-kids, mom." I answer, nodding my head.

"They're just practicing." Chloe adds, nodding with her statement despite how uninterested she sounds.

I roll my eyes and my mother shakes her head. "You and me," she starts, wagging her finger back and forth between her and Chloe, "we're going to go sit down and wait for the ceremony to start."

Chloe huffs and my mom heads towards the door. My sister stands making her way towards me.

"You look beautiful." She whispers softly, arms wrapping around my waist as she squeezes me into a hug.

I ease my arms around her smaller frame and then she's pulling away. She ignores me entirely as she walks out of the room, pulling the door closed behind her.

Cora moves towards me, smirking as she reaches into a small bag, pulling out an entire bottle of tequila. She brings the bottle to her mouth and takes a few sips before passing it in my direction.

I take a swig, swallowing down the fiery drink. Cora is grinning, taking in my appearance.

"You'll be alright, Kade." She says softly, nodding with her statement. "You'll both be alright."

She nods towards the door. "Your father is waiting."

I give her a quick hug and make my way to the door, pulling it open. My father turns slowly, blinking away the tears in his eyes.

"Gosh." He whispers, choking on a laugh.

I loop my arm through his and we're moving too fast and too slow all at once.