Going to marry alpha

EMMA

“What are you doing?” I asked, panicking as his finger lightly grazed my collarbone, sending shivers down my spine.

“Will you spend a night with me?” he murmured, leaning closer.

In an instant, my eyes flew open. “Please, leave me,” I pleaded with tears streaming down my face, my voice trembling. The fear of this whole wolf business was overwhelming—a fear I’d lived with all my life, the very reason I had always supported Dad in living a normal, human life.

He ran his hand through his hair in frustration, his gaze lingering on me one last time before I whispered, “Leave.”

Without waiting, I bolted away from him, my feet carrying me blindly through the night. I didn’t know where I was going; all I knew was that I needed to be far away from him. I flagged down a cab and collapsed into the seat, my body trembling and drenched in sweat. My heart pounded, and my breaths came in shallow gasps.

This had never happened to me before. Maybe it was fear—or maybe something deeper I didn’t want to confront.

My phone buzzed, interrupting my spiraling thoughts. It was Violet. Now, of all times, she had the audacity to call me—after sneaking behind my back with my boyfriend.

“Emma, where are you?” she asked, her voice barely audible over the pounding music in the background.

“I’m home. I’m not feeling well,” I replied curtly. There was no point in confronting her over the phone. What she’d done had shattered my heart, but I didn’t have the strength to fight her.

“Alright, sweetie. I’ll be late tonight, so make sure you lock the doors,” she said eagerly, her tone carefree.

“Okay. Bye,” I said, ending the call abruptly.

Adam. What an idiot. I was glad to be rid of him. And Violet? I had already decided to forgive her. She could keep that trash. They deserved each other.

I stripped off my clothes and slipped into my nightwear, sighing heavily. I was determined to stay innocent, perhaps even forever. Adam wasn’t worthy of me—not my time, not my love, and certainly not my purity.

What a miserable day. All I wanted was to sleep and escape this nightmare.

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THE NEXT MORNING

The smell of bacon and eggs drew me out of bed. I quickly got dressed and headed to the kitchen, where Dad was cooking breakfast.

“Dad, it’s so good to see you!” I said, hugging him tightly.

“You too, sweetie,” he replied with a warm smile. “By the way, where’s Violet? She’s not answering my calls.”

“I don’t know, Dad. Probably busy with a modeling shoot,” I lied, covering for her.

As we ate, I reflected on Adam. I realized I never truly loved him. It was just a silly crush, one that had dissolved into nothing last night. He wasn’t worth fighting over, and certainly not worth losing my sister for.

My phone pinged with a notification. “Congratulations! You have been selected for the vet training program at our hospital. Training starts tomorrow.”

I leapt from my chair in excitement.

“What’s the matter, Princess?” Dad asked, a fork in his hand.

“I got selected for training in Dubai!” I exclaimed, barely able to contain my joy.

Dad’s eyes widened, and he pulled me into a tight hug. “That’s my girl! I always knew you could do it!”

Becoming a vet had been my dream, and now it was coming true. Years of hard work were finally paying off.

“Guys, I’m home!” Violet’s voice rang out as she walked in. She looked radiant, her simple jeans and top doing nothing to hide the glow on her face. She must’ve had a great night with Adam. But I didn’t care. I had everything I’d ever wanted.

“Your sister got selected for vet training!” Dad announced proudly.

“I’m happy for you, Emma,” Violet said, though her tone was indifferent as she disappeared into her room.

No matter. It was time to focus on myself and my future. My new journey was about to begin.

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AFTER SIX MONTHS

These past six months had been the best of my life. The training was intense, and I’d learned so much. I rarely had time to call home, but today, I decided to take a break and check in.

Dad’s face lit up when I video-called him. “I missed you, Dad,” I said, feeling a lump in my throat.

“I missed you too, sweetie,” he said, his eyes misty. “Wait, Violet wants to talk to you.”

Violet appeared on the screen, her excitement palpable. “I’m getting married!” she squealed.

“What? Congratulations! But… who?” I asked, stunned.

She glanced at Dad, who didn’t look thrilled. “Wait, I’ll talk to you alone,” she said, taking the phone to her room.

Settling on her bed, she adjusted the camera. “I’m marrying the alpha of the Crescent Pack,” she announced.

“You mean… a wolf?” I asked, disbelief etched across my face.

“Yes! He’s my mate. I met him the night you left the club early,” she said, her face lighting up at the memory. “He’s so irresistible, Emma. I’m so lucky to be his mate. Soon, I’ll be his Luna and help him lead the pack.”

I blinked, remembering the night she betrayed me with Adam.

“How did you get Dad to agree?” I asked, knowing how much he despised wolves.

“You know me, Emma. Dad can never say no to me. He was furious at first, but my alpha charmed him. He’s amazing,” she said, her voice dripping with admiration.

“The wedding is in two days. You have to come!” she added, her excitement infectious, though I couldn’t ignore the sinking feeling in my stomach.

“But Violet, that’s not possible because of my work schedule,” I said, watching her face fall. What’s wrong with her? She never cared about me before—what’s changed all of a sudden?

“Emma, I need to confess something,” she said, her expression filled with guilt. “I slept with Adam, and at the time, I didn’t think it was a big deal. But now that I’m in love with my mate, I realize I hurt you deeply,” she admitted, her voice trembling.

A lone tear slid down my cheek. I had always wanted her to confess, but I never expected it to happen this soon.

“I’m not that selfish Violet anymore—the one who only cared about herself,” she continued earnestly. “Trust me, I’ve cut ties with all those guys because Alpha is enough for me. He’s perfect in every way, and I regret giving myself to people who didn’t deserve it. And I regret breaking your heart.”

Her words left me stunned, but I also felt a strange sense of relief. She was finally changing—for the better.

“I love my mate,” she said softly, “and for him, I want to fix the mistakes I’ve made. The first step is mending my relationship with you, Emma. I never truly reciprocated the love and care you gave me, and I’m sorry for that.”

Looking at her, I could see the sincerity in her eyes. She meant every word.

“I’m coming tomorrow,” I said, a small smile forming on my lips.

We ended the video call with smiles on both our faces. I couldn’t believe it—the mate bond had genuinely changed her, and for the better. I found myself eager to meet the person who had brought about this transformation in my sister.

But one lingering thought stayed with me: Do I have a mate, just like Violet?