Invitation to my wedding

Ayla's POV

It was a new day, and I was going to start it with a happy mind. I have had my fill of tears and today was going to be a colored day as I have make-up and a dressing appointment to keep at the pack house.

Wondering what the occasion is? It's my damn wedding! I got an invitation to my wedding ceremony today. I received it from my father's hands, and he was so happy that I was really doing this.

“Eventually!” I exhaled as the car came to an abrupt stop.

Stepping out, I let my eyes take in the gigantic building before me. “So gorgeous!” I exclaimed, as if I was seeing it for the first time.

Well, it isn't my first, but it feels strangely new to me as it's going to become my new home and not the cabin I share with Mr Jacobs.

My eyes dilated as I saw Calyx staring at me from the second floor. He was drinking from a glass, an arm resting on the barricade as he looked down at me. I immediately ruffled out a smile and turned to face the woman trying to engage me in a conversation.

“Welcome Ayla, I am Moira.” She smiled at me and I reciprocated.

“Thank you, Moira, where do I go?” I found the urge to take my eyes back to Calyx but, I didn't want him to see my weakness, so I just went with Moira as she led the way.

We were halfway along the stairs when a ferocious Calyx gripped my hand and pulled me into a corner.

“Let go of me!” I gnarled, struggling with him. He let me off and stepped back, staring at me closely.

“What are you doing here? Didn't I warn you to stay away?” His voice rang with disgust.

I huffed at him and tried to walk out, but he dragged me back, pulling me into him in a way I was lying on his chest. One could mistake us for a romantic couple with the way he was staring down at me as he was taller.

“Let go, Calyx,” I said carefully, trying so hard to hide my face which was already turning hot red.

“Hmph. You want this, don't you?” He snickered, and I tried all I could to get out of his grip, but he was just too powerful. “Why won't you look at me, eh?” He held my chin in place, staring directly into my eyes.

I have to get out by all means, hence he will break me again. It won't take him long to notice the pain in my eyes. The strike in my heart and how weak he was making me just by covering me with his body.

He's going to mock me when he finds out how much sensation he was driving into me just by staring into my eyes. He should never know. I should prevent that from happening.

“Yes, you warned me to stay away, but I can't. We are getting married whether you like it or not!” I screamed at the top of my lungs, making him jolt. Guess he wasn't expecting that.

“You will regret this. I will make sure to make life a living hell for you.” He growled at me but I didn't care. I nodded and walked out.

I ran into the dressing room and slammed the door really hard, not realizing that there were people inside, until I laid on the door to cry and was shocked to see eight pairs of eyes gawking at me.

“Miss Ayla, are you okay?” One of the women asked and I nodded. “Please come sit, we have just 30 minutes to get you ready.” She said, now applying her professional voice.

“Yes, of course.” I swallowed and walked awkwardly to sit at the chair pulled out for me.

The ladies started to apply different types of powder to my face and I kept my gaze glued to the mirror in front of me. Not that I cared if they were doing the right job, I found solace in staring at my face, reminding myself that this wasn't a bad choice.

I was completely sucked in by my thoughts that I didn't know they were done, and I was supposed to try on the dress. The ladies had long noticed my foul mood, so they just cooperated with my sluggishness.

I stood before the mirror staring dolefully at myself when I heard a voice I could pick out even in a noisy crowd. It was Carla. I never thought she would come.

“You look so beautiful in that dress, it fits you perfectly.” She smiled, standing behind me and we both stared at the mirror to look at each other.

I adjusted the dress and robbed my ankle. “What do you want?” I brought myself to ask.

She touches the curls of my hair and smacks her lips. “Why ask when you won't even give it.”

“This has always been mine.” She pinned me with her gaze and came to stand in my front. “Is this a couple thing? Because I can't have you sneaking up on me reeking of jealousy.” I tongue-lashed at her.

“Why don't you just give up? He will never look at you, he hates you!” She yelled, glaring at me.

I tilt my head and chuckle. “Give up because he hates me? Pfft! I am getting into this because of your unapologetic self.”

“So you'd rather make your life miserable than watch your sister happy?” She fanned.

I didn't have to answer that, as she knows the answer already. She took one last look at me and stormed out.

I stepped into the light, and I was almost blinded by the bright colors used in decorating the mini-hall. A smile crossed my lips as I saw my dad, he was smiling so brightly and my mom was wearing a colorful smile too.

“Announcing the beautiful bride of Calyx Dwayne; Ayla Jacobs.” The priest announced and the pack members let out a cheating sound.

As I walked down the entrance and stood before Calyx whose face hardened the moment I got close.

His face was perfectly sculptured, his long black hair curled over his piercing blue eyes, giving him a devilishly handsome look. Not to mention that towering height of his that commanded respect.

We both turned to look at the pack members and bowed twice, then faced each other again.

“As the moon has united you two, today the moon will witness your union.” The priest said and that was our cue to kiss.

"Y-you don't have to do this if you don't want to. Just act as if we are kissing and move away."

"And why will I do that?” Calyx teases. “We both know you want this, so quit playing innocent, let's get this done with."

With that, he gripped my cheek, purposely digging his fingers into my flesh. Without caring about hurting me, he clashed his lips with mine, taking me through a rough carnal kiss. Such that I couldn't even meet his pace until he was done. The bond stunned everyone in the hall, and they almost forgot to clap for a while, but it came up after a while.

"Welcome to hell, my darling wife."

Though Calyx’s voice messed up with a resounding clap, I heard him loud and clear. The venom it carries are sharp and cutting.

But I still wore a smile as my eyes sighted the gloating eyes of Carla, who was brimming with jealousy.