PREM
I was livid.
Pissed.
Damn near homicidal.
Boun and I were supposed to meet the wedding planner twenty minutes ago, to make final seating arrangements, but he was still in his office signing contracts. Every other month for the past three years, he has asked me to marry him and every time I’ve told him ‘no’ explaining I wasn’t ready, now after finally saying yes, he has the nerve to pull this shit. If he thinks I’m going to marry him now, he’s sadly mistaken.
I marched to his office and didn't even bother knock. I swung open the door ready to give my Alpha a piece of my mind but was rendered speechless when I saw the sight before me.
Each member of Boun’s family was holding a single lit candle. Boun was standing in the middle of them holding two. Wren and Fluke were smiling brightly, while Boun’s mom was already shedding happy tears. Ohm and Boun’s father remained stoic but I could see the warm affection for me in their eyes.
My anger vanished and my heart ballooned with a feeling of love on a completely different level. I’ve read about this, heard my friends talk about it, and even seen it on movies; never did I imagine I would experience this myself.
Then there was the man I loved, he stepped forward, his eyes glistening, and offered me one of the lit candles in his hand.
“After all these years you’ve finally given me the honor of marrying you, and I am so grateful that you said yes.” Boun took a few deep breaths I could tell he was trying to get his emotions in check, “but there is one last thing we must do before we walk down the aisle.”
Boun’s mom and dad stepped forward. The Luna gifted me with their family golden chalice.
"We welcome you into our family and pack with open arms and open hearts." She said with happy tears, and I couldn’t help but start crying as well. Yes, their family accepted me a long time ago, but this cemented everything through ritual ceremony.
Boun’s father the Senior Alpha placed his hand on my shoulder, and began to speak,
"This golden chalice holds a drop of blood from every member in this family, once you drink this, you won’t be just bonded to my son, you’ll be connected and bonded to this entire family. This means, you will never leave our side and in the event that my son may meet an untimely demise we will take you care of you and your children until the end of time."
By now I was openly sobbing. I never really had an actual pack let alone a real family.
I drank every drop and handed the chalice back to Boun’s mom, and almost instantly I felt my bond with Boun strengthen and felt a part of me deeply rooted spiritually and mentally with every member in this room. I felt their love, their accepting, and unwavering loyalty.
Boun’s parents parted and Boun walked me over to a single candle, that had not been lit.
“Together as we light this candle of unity, we symbolize the flame of our own individual selves joining to ignite for life.” Boun said as we simultaneously lit the candle, and then blew out our individual candles.
Boun pulled me towards him and kissed me passionately. I could hear our family cheering and clapping in the background. Afterwards everyone took turns hugging me.
“You are stuck with us now.” Wren laughed.
I wouldn’t want it any other way.
It’s official.
The universe hates me. I was shocked and equally displeased as I saw the horror before me. Sammy, our wedding planner and also one of Boun's distant cousin stood there, looking pale.
“Sammy,” I slowly said through gritted teeth, “Please, please…tell me this isn’t my wedding cake.”
My six-tier buttercream wedding cake that Wren worked so hard on was scattered across the floor.
“I could say that this isn’t your wedding cake,” Sammy stammered, “but it would be a lie if I did.”
Oon and Ploy were both clinging to Fluke’s side, with remorseful expressions on their face.
I was pretty certain how this all happened, no explanation was required.
“We’re sorry Uncle.” They said through trembling lips.
“This is a sign,” I decide, “I shouldn’t get married today.”
“Don’t say that!” Fluke admonished, “we can fix it.” He assured me.
“How the hell do you fix a cake that took 12 hours to make?” I exclaimed angrily.
Wren entered the room and almost fainted.
“What the heck happened!” She wailed dropping to her knees, “Who did this?”
“We’re sorry auntie.” They both whimpered.
“You should put these two pups on a leash Fluke!” She exclaimed standing up.
“Okay, everyone just let me think!” Sammy paced a little before stopping. “Wren, gather up as many people as you can, go to every bakery buy as many cakes as you possible, Fluke since your pups are responsible for this,”
“Say no more, I’m grabbing the mop right now.”
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“What the hell do mean the photographer isn’t coming?!” This shit just kept getting worse.
“Well see um…” Wren fidgeted with her hands, “The photographer got the date wrong in his planner.”
“What the fuck! Are you shitting me?!”
“I wish I was.” My soon to be sister-in-law cringed.
“But it’s going to work out!” Sammy told me and I looked at her as if she grew a third nipple between her eyes.
“It is the most important day of my life, there is no photographer, and you have the audacity to tell me that it’s going to be okay?!”
“Yeah?” She hesitated. Had Fluke not been gripping my arm so tightly I would have shifted on the spot.
“Look, Sid minored in photography and still does it as hobby.” Wren told me.
Sid, Wren's boyfriend and luckily , also his mate, the one person Boun was an inch away from strangling every time they met, was going to be our photographer. Great.
(Idk who this actor is, but let's make him Sid please)
“Yes, he’s really good.” Fluke ensured me.
“But he’s family! He has to be in the photos!” I exclaimed.
“He was afraid you’d say that, but he told me, instead of being in a few photos, he has the honor of taking them all. Think of it as a wedding present okay?” Wren pleaded.
Did I have much of a choice?
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“You look so good!” Boun’s mother hugged me tightly.
Everything is going to work out, everything is going to be fine. I kept repeating this in mind over and over again.
Wedding cake crisis averted.
New photographer on hand.
This wedding may just turn out alright.
But the sounds of a sudden commotion outside the door, stated otherwise.
“You’re not welcome here asshole!” I could feel Boun’s anger and distress. I rushed out the door.
Boun was being held back by his father and brother Ohm.
“Calm down man!” Ohm snarled.
“He isn’t worth it!” His dad tried to reason with him.
“Let me go!” Boun growled.
I hurried to my mate, sensing he needed me to calm down, a few early wedding guests who arrived at the venue were starting to form a crowd
I couldn’t tell who Boun was trying to fight because they were blocking my view.
“He’s my son, I deserve a place in this family also.”
My dad.
My feet faltered but I didn’t stop moving. The first thing I did was walk up to Boun and cup his face. Although there was still rage in his eyes, he stopped struggling.
“It’s okay.” I told him.
“Please Prem.” Was all he said and knew instantly what he wanted permission to do.
Telepathically images of my father bloodied and bruised flashed in my mind, and although the idea was tempting, I couldn’t allow his blood on my mate’s hands. I simply shook my head.
Ken: You’re better than him, don’t waste your energy.
Alex : I can’t let him get away with all the things he did to you. He must suffer.
Ken:. Look at him, he already is suffering.
I turned around and finally looked at the man who I once knew as my father. He looked worse than ever. He reeked of alcohol, his clothes were torn, and he looked as though he hadn’t had a decent meal in weeks.
“Let me go.” Boun said calmly. “I won’t hurt him.” His dad and brother released him.
“Prem son,” He started to say,
“I am not you son,” I growled cutting him off, “I’m his.” I pointed to Boun’s dad, who looked as though he wanted to kill my dad himself, but his expression softened hearing me proclaim him as my true father. “He has been more of a dad to me than you ever were.”
“I know I messed up, but if you just could give me a chance, to make things right,” He pleaded, and I couldn’t help but laugh.
“Boun and his family are rich, that’s the only reason why you’re here. It has nothing to do with me.” I dug in my pocket and pulled out a wad of cash and tossed it at his feet. “That’s is the first and last time I will ever show you kindness. Please leave.”
A rageful growl erupted from the man who I once called dad, he launched towards me, I didn’t even flinch because I knew I was well protected. Boun knocked him unconscious with one punch.
“Get him out of here.” Boun ordered, and within seconds his limp body was being dragged away.
“Alright people, nothing left to see here.” Ohm announced and the crowd dispersed.
My mate turned to me, “I’m sorry, I know you said he wasn’t worth but,”
“It’s okay.” I kissed his lips, “you were only protecting me.”
My wedding day was less than ideal, from a cake disaster, to missing photographer, and a dead-beat dad trying to stake his claim.
Still, I managed to smile because I ended up marrying the man of my dreams.
We exchanged vows before the smiles and tears of our loved ones. The moment Boun placed my wedding band on my finger an indescribable feeling consumed me. We kissed,the feeling of permanence flowing through our veins as everyone clapped and cheered. We danced at our reception and made promises for the future.
Soon we would be on the sandy beaches of Jamaica, and I couldn’t wait.
They're finally getting married. couldn't be happier😓😤🥦💕💓
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