Captain Swan - Wild at Heart

Chapter Ten

Notes:

I was going to add a couple of more scenes to this, but then I decided it was best to include those in the epilogue I will be posting later on.

Thank you Lydia for helping me with this chapter. You are a wonderful beta-reader and friend.

I am sorry it took me so long to get here but I hope you've enjoyed the story and will stay tuned for the epilogue to come. Thanks for reading!

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"Excuse me?"

Emma snapped back to reality and became fully aware that Walsh and the minister were staring at her. Her eyes left them and started sifting through the crowd; she could see all of the guests either staring at her wide-eyed or whispering to the person next to them. She would give anything to find Killian's blue eyes in the crowd; she was hoping he would have showed up to stop the wedding - to keep her from doing something stupid - but she knew it was wishful thinking.

"Did you just say 'Killian'?" Walsh questioned her with an accusatory tone.

Emma gulped; she didn't know how to react. She didn't mean to say Killian's name out loud, but perhaps it was a blessing in disguise; it gave her the opportunity to gather the boldness she hadn't possessed before. Maybe it was Killian - thinking about him and knowing what he would say to her if he were there - who gave her this new strength or maybe it was the fact that she almost went through with this even though everything in her heart was telling her not to. "I do not wish to marry you, Oscar Walsh," she admitted bravely, making sure her words were firm and loud enough for everyone to discern.

To her amazement, she heard her parents breathe, "Thank the lord."

Her head snapped around to look at them, her brow raised in shock. She could see the deep relief in their features, and couldn't believe it. They didn't want her to marry Walsh? How long had they felt this way? How did she not see it? She had always been so perceptive.

Emma's gaze averted to Walsh, she straightened her posture and looked him dead in the eye. "I'm in love with the man you hired to spy on me."

That time, she heard everyone gasp from their seats, and watched as Walsh's eyes became filled with anger.

"You what?"

"You heard me." Thankfully, Emma's voice was unwavering. "I'm in love with Killian."

She could practically see the steam emitting from Walsh's ears as he looked around, letting out an audible sigh. "This is exactly why I hired him. I knew you were sleeping around behind my back." His voice was quiet but at the same time, cruel and harsh, and his words made her blood boil.

She scolded him; Emma was seething with anger as she stepped up and smacked him in the face, causing a whiplash to his head and another reaction from the guests. As he raised a hand to his newly red cheek, she promptly pulled the wedding ring from her finger and threw it at him, letting it bounce off his chest and fall to the ground. "I've never loved you and I never will."

Walsh's features transformed, showing her the visible rage he felt. His eyes grew wild with insanity, and he looked downright deranged as he grabbed her arm when she tried to walk away, yanking and pulling her back to him. "I cannot believe you're doing this to me after what you put me through the last few days – what you put your parents through?!"

"Let me go, you're hurting me!" she cried out, struggling against him and trying to get away.

His grip only became tighter - rough enough to bruise her skin - and he grew crazy with anger, shouting absurd things in her ear. "Listen here, you fucking whore, you're not-"