From my tumblr: buryallyourbones.
Y/N, just a few mere minutes of being an eighteen year old has been taken to a new pack and is now starting a new life mated to the Beta of the pack instead of the Alpha. She just wants to be with the one meant for...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
A/N: Smut. I'm not sure how to explain this chapter. If i'm honest. I'm not even sure.
The flower crown is set on top of her curled hair. Pinned to make sure it doesn't fall out as Y/N makes her way to the front. One of the females she had learned was named Kaylie and mated to Ricky. One of the other brothers to the Alpha. Kaylie hands her the carefully made bouquet of different flowers. A smile wide as she looks into the newer she's eyes. Y/N returns the smile nervously as she takes the bouquet hesitantly.
Y/N feels pressure from it all as she takes in the reality of everything. In just a short few hours, she would no longer be on her own. She would be in a sense married in the tradition of the two packs. She would be forever apart of the pack unless killed. She suddenly feels even more pressure at the thought. Her eyes dart down to the finger that still remained with the symbol of her birth pack.
"Here sweetheart. You might need this touched up."
Her focus is pushed directly back to the room. An older woman stands in front of her, a tube of red lipstick in her hand and she gives off vibes that's far different from anyone here. An old soul vibe, Y/N nods feeling peaceful as the woman swipes the lipstick carefully over her lips making sure none is smeared or put on too much. The woman nods when it's perfect after inspection and goes back to where she had stood before.
A few of the other ladies that stand in the room making sure the white dress is on and done perfectly. No wrinkle or rip is visible. Making sure that's it's all intact before any of the ladies leave this room. This dress is passed to each of the main pack leader's mates. Some tradition thing, a new one the she's not seen or heard of. Each pack has their own she guesses. This was just the Snow packs tradition, one she will have to get used too as the years go on and more matings happen.
"You look absolutely stunning."
Grace, The Alpha's mate sighs. Her hands clutched together as she rests it underneath her chin, the perfectly painted white nails showing. Her blonde hair curled as well. Her own version of white on. Y/N looks around the room again and notices everyone is wearing white. It's not just her. Another tradition thing? She guesses. She isn't sure. She just wants this over.
She smiles at the new bride, "Chris is gonna be shocked."
Grace is giddy as she steps away and double checks the dress, the flower crown, and makeup again. Nodding to herself, "So shocked."
She doesn't miss the small frown at the name. She takes the hint to just shut up. It's best to let things be. She was once in the same position scared of everything. The very room and very same situation, it's nerve wrecking thing and she's sure her comments are helping the newest bride. She was once unsure of her future and the life with her new mate, Ryan. That was over a year ago. She hated being here, but as she got to know the man. She fell for him.
