Eliza
1 month later
I couldn't believe the day had finally come around.
Today was the day I was marrying Warrick. Today I was marrying my soulmate.
I thought wedding planning would take a long time, but Warrick wasn't having any of it. He wanted to get married quickly and that was fine by me.
We had spent hours, days talking over themes and I liked the fact that Warrick was a man of detail yet we both had such simple and similar tastes.
Warrick took the lead on the wedding planning. He told me that he dreamed of his wedding day when he was younger and wanted everything to be perfect. He had spent a fortune on everything to my horror, but he shushed me with a kiss reassuring me that he had plenty of money to take care of the pack and more than enough to spoil me and our future family with.
It was adorable watching him fuss around over table set ups and music choice. I couldn't help but admire the way he'd examine every detail and then praise the people who worked tirelessly to make this day special for both of us.
Of course it was customary for Warrick and I to have our own parties.
But deep down, I wasn't fussed on a bachelorette party. Alcohol and strong willed women did not mix well.
Brooke had tried to persuade me, grovelling and begging to an embarrassing point. But she couldn't sway me from my decision. So instead I spent a day getting pampered at a nearby salon with my mum, Brooke and some of the girls in the pack that I had gotten close to.
We had afternoon tea with cakes, fruit, chocolates and listened to our favourite songs. My nails were ready, my face had been covered in expensive face masks and I was all prepped for the wedding.
"I can't believe you're actually getting married. I'm so happy for you, ah shit, my makeup".
Brooke grabbed a tissue and gently dabbed underneath her eyes.
"Aw Brooke. It's okay, don't cry".
Brooke chuckled and shook her head.
"I'm not, I suffer from hay-fever" she lied as she threw the tissue into the bin.
There was only 1 hour until the wedding was due to start and we were running behind schedule. There was only 1 bridesmaid, but I also wanted a few of the children to be little flower girls and page boys.
The boys were at another house with Warrick and his groomsmen getting ready for the big day.
I missed Warrick terribly. I had only been without him for 1 day, but even that was killing me. I craved his touch and I missed his voice.
Brooke had even forbidden us from communicating through mind link. So I had zero communication with him.
Since marking Warrick, he had been much more possessive over me. It was quite cute watching him try and be weary of other girls getting too close.
He was a little puppy, my little kitten with the way he sulked, especially at the restaurant he took me to the day before we became separated.
Apparently according to Warrick, the waiter looked at me for too long and my oversized kitten didn't like that. Warrick made it very clear that I was a taken woman and pretty much exclaimed it to the whole restaurant before glaring at the waiter as he carried me out bridal style.
Warrick was a big softy, but I couldn't help but love it when he got possessive. It was never in a suffocating way, but it turned me on when he held me possessively when a man smiled at me. I loved his alpha male dominating side. I was lucky to have a man that would happily bake you little chocolate brownies but also a man who would tie you up to a bed post and make you beg for him.
I got the best of both worlds.
"Hey, I almost forgot. I have something for you".
Brooke took a swig of her champagne and watched as I reached into my bag and pulled out a small card with her name on it.
"What's this?" she asked as I gave it to her.
"Just open it".
I bit my lip nervously as Brooke slowly ripped open the envelope before holding the card up.
"Brooke, will you bibbidi bobbidi be my Fairy Godmother?".
Brooke frowned as she read the words again to herself, clearly not understanding what the message was implying.
"You're pregnant?" she squealed and turned to face me before looking down at my slim stomach.
"Yeah" I smiled as I rubbed my hand on my belly.
Brooke jumped up and covered her mouth with tears pooling in her eyes.
"I- You want me to be his or hers Godmother?".
"Yes. You are my best friend and the reason I am standing here today ready to marry the love of my life. I can't think of anyone better to ask than you. So what do you say?".
"I say absolutely. Oh my gosh, I can't believe it! Does Warrick know?".
"No. I found out 2 days ago and will announce it at the reception as a surprise for him and everyone else".
Brooke covered her mouth and stared at the card.
"Babe, he's going to be over the moon. I can't wait to see the expression on his face. But honestly, I'm not surprised. You two have been going at it like rabbits".
"Shut up. But please keep it a secret until I announce it. You're the only person who knows".
Brooke held up her pinky finger and wrapped it around mine.
"I pinky swear" she whispered before hugging me tightly.
"Now that that's out the way, I think it's time you get into your dress and put a ring on your man's finger".
Brooke walked away and grabbed the white wedding dress from the cupboard and held it up towards me with a smile on her face.
"I'm ready to make him mine".
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"Oh baby, you look so beautiful".
"Thanks Mum" I muttered back as she handed me over my bouquet of flowers.
"I've been waiting for this moment for so long" she whispered as she wrapped her arms around me and kissed me softly on my cheek.
Everyone had now taken their seats inside the beautiful set up church and now it was just a matter of time.
"It's funny, it's normally the bride that runs late, not the other way round".
"He should be here by now mum. Where is he?".
Mum held my hand tightly to reassure me, but it wasn't helping.
"He's probably fussing over his suit. Don't worry honey".
Taking in three deep breaths, I refocused my attention on the church hoping that he'd turn up, but I couldn't rid myself of the horrible feeling at the pit of my stomach.
"Baby, please calm down. He'll be here. Don't worry".
"No, he wouldn't be late to something he's been so excited for. Something isn't right".
Brooke opened the doors to the church and closed them swiftly behind her.
"He's still not here?" I rushed towards Brooke who was staring at me with concern and shook her head.
Something was wrong. Very wrong.
Dropping the bouquet of flowers, I lifted up my long dress and kicked off my heels.
Running as fast as I could away from the church, I hurried along the grass and ran to the house Warrick had been getting ready in.
His mind link was switched off, but I couldn't rid myself of this horrible feeling inside me. A feeling of fear and dread.
I could hear Brooke running after me, but the adrenaline had made me run faster than ever.
"Where's mate?" Alina whimpered in my head. She felt it too.
Turning the corner, I ran down the hill as the house came into view.
A shrill scream escaped my throat as my eyes fell upon large pools of blood with the lifeless bodies of his groomsmen and slit throats of the young boys who were to be our page boys.
Running up to the men, I turned them all over hoping Warrick wasn't among them.
My white wedding dress was now soaking red from their blood as I frantically searched for my mate.
My wolf was howling in pain in my head at the sight before us.
"WARRICK!" I cried out hoping he'd come to me, but all remained silent.
"No no no, WARRICK".
Running into the home, I cried out for my mate with tears blurring eyes.
But he wasn't here.
My wolf suddenly cried out in pain and a stabbing pain tore through my body making me collapse in a pool of blood.
Picking myself up, I rushed out of the house, my eyes met Brooke's tear stricken eyes as she discovered all the death and destruction in the little house.
"REZSO" I screamed out into the sunset sky hoping he'd hear my desperate cries and come and find me.
Suddenly a gust of wind knocked me back causing my head to whip to the side, and there he was in the distance.
He was being restrained by many men as they dragged him into a large van. He cried out in pain as they stabbed daggers into his body weakening him by each thrust of the blade.
"ELIZA" he screamed out as his eyes flew onto mine.
Picking up my wedding dress, I screamed out John stepped out of the front door of the van and held up a syringe towards me as I ran towards them.
I knew exactly what was in it and I couldn't let them take him away from me again, not with our baby on the way.
Warrick's eyes were still fixated on mine as he desperately tried to fight out of their tight grip. I felt time slow down as John walked behind him and inserted the needle into his neck.
Alina whimpered and collapsed to the ground as Warrick's eyes shut almost instantly as John pulled out the needle from his neck.
"NO!! LET HIM GO, PLEASE!". Warrick was already weak due to the slow recovery caused by the drug he had been injected with for many years and now they were going to ensure I would never see him again.
The man I didn't even recognise as my father anymore waved at me tauntingly before getting into the van and signalling to another.
My unconscious mate was thrown into the back of the van and men jumped in after him closing the doors behind them.
Running faster than I ever had before, I reached out to get my mate back, but the van started to move away from me.
Suddenly John gazed at me out of the passenger window and threw something towards me.
Before I could comprehend what it was, a large explosion threw me back causing me to fall heavily on the ground.
Smoke and fire blazed all around me blocking me from the van that was now completely gone from my vision.
"WARRICK! WARRICK!".
My body felt heavy from the force of the explosion, my head was throbbing and everything was blurring around me, but the pain in my heart was even greater.
They had taken our mate. They had taken Warrick. They had taken away the father of our unborn baby that he didn't even know about.
A pair of arms wrapped around me before dragging me back away from the flames, but I tried to fight their strong grip desperate to go and find Warrick.
"LET ME GO. I HAVE TO FIND HIM. I HAVE TO S-SAVE HIM" I sobbed uncontrollably.
Brooke wrapped her arms tighter around me and pulled me so that my head was now being squashed into her stomach.
"P-Please" I cried into her dress, but she only held me tighter.
"Warrick, baby I'm coming" I whispered out before my body completely gave way to the darkness.
:'(
Thoughts? Feelings?
We're about to see a whole new side to Eliza.