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&quot;You mated with him on my wedding day!&quot; she said angrily.<br /> &quot;We didn&#039;t mate, it was-it was an accident&quot;I said standing up holding my hand up trying to get her to understand.<br /> &quot;How could you?&quot;<br /> &quot;I didn&#039;t, Hannah he did it, I&#039;m sorry it wasn&#039;t my fault I didn&#039;t ask&quot;<br /> &quot;He left me because of you!&quot; she shouted loudly and I could hear the footsteps on the stairs, probably my mom drawn to the commotion.<br /> &quot;Hannah he-he did it before I could stop him&quot; I pleaded, even though I knew deep down I could&#039;ve stopped him if I wanted to. But stopping him never crossed my mind until it was done.<br /> &quot;What going on here?&quot; my mom asked.<br /> &quot;She mated with Dezmond Collins!&quot; she said pointing at me , his name being said made my stomach clench , my mom gasped her hand going to her mouth.<br /> ******** <br /> &quot;Kendal!&quot; I heard my sister squeal,I cringed as she grabbed a hold of me.<br /> &quot;Can you believe it? I&#039;m getting married!&quot; she said dragging me out of the crowd down some hallway into a dressing room full of her brides&#039; maids .<br /> &quot;I&#039;m more worried about to who&quot;I answered through my teeth.<br /> &quot;Oh stop it, he&#039;s so gorgeous!&quot;<br /> As a peace offering my family offered my sister up as a wife for Dezmond Collins on the condition he would stop attacking our pack. She was so excited to finally be mated,since she hadn&#039;t found her mate at 16 like she hoped.<br /> I couldn&#039;t believe my father was getting my 16 year old sister to mate with someone as horrible as Dezmond Collins. My father&#039;s excuse was sometimes we have to make sacrifices. But sacrificing my sister to someone for literally not killing us, is outrageous. I didn&#039;t understand why she would want to be one of his wives .<br /> Yes you read that correctly. Wives. Plural, meaning there were more.<br /> &quot;He&#039;s dangerous&quot;I said like I had been since I learned of this ... engagement.<br /> &quot;Stop raining on my happiness Kendal, I want this&quot;<br /> &quot;Why? He&#039;s murders people, Hannah&quot;I said, she stopped.<br /> &quot;Why are you so mad?&quot; she asked me.<br /> &quot;Because Dad is offering you as a peace offering, like an object to the most dangerous person in the world, and I can&#039;t do anything about it!&quot; I said angrily, why couldn&#039;t she understand. I knew she was stupid sometimes but this was too much. I knew she couldn&#039;t be this stupid.<br /> &quot;I want this Kendal, okay? I didn&#039;t find my mate, and he wants to be it , and he&#039;s going to take care of me . &quot;<br /> &quot;Hannah he&#039;s not going to mate you , he&#039;s just going to use you as another one of his wives &quot;<br /> &quot;How do you know that?&quot;<br /> &quot;Because! That&#039;s what he&#039;s done with all the others Hannah , honestly what makes you think you&#039;re so different!&quot; I demanded. I had heard about this for years, him taking innocent women as wives , never mating with any of them.<br /> &quot;I am different, I&#039;m going to be the one Kendal, you&#039;ll see&quot;<br /> she said defiantly like she was convincing me she was going to be a princess.<br /> &quot;Why can&#039;t you just be happy for me , Kendal ? &quot; she asked tears in her eyes.<br /> &quot;Because this is wrong &quot; I replied motioning around me at all the decorations and the people beyond the wall .<br /> &quot;For once, cant you just be happy for me, this is what I want Kendal&quot;I sighed.<br /> &quot;I need a drink&quot;I responded going back down the hallway. I stopped in the middle of it freezing, every muscle in my body stiffened as my body lit up with electricity. The most amazing scent hit my nose and I had to reach out for the wall so I didn&#039;t collapse.<br /> My throat tightened and my chest started humming, as every pore and nerve in my body was on high alert. I inhaled deeper, the scent making me shiver, it smelled like the woods with so much musk and spice it burned my nose. I chewed on my lip standing there for a minute trying to regain my composure . My wolf was pacing urging me to go find my mate.<br /> I could feel my primal urge rising in my body, making me determined to find this person. I took a hesitant step forward, until my feet were carrying themselves in the direction of the crowd, I pushed my way through it, and froze completely.<br /> Oh god.<br /> He was standing there clad in a tuxedo , talking to someone . He was standing , 7 and had everything . He had broad shoulders, a defined chest that was noticeable even through his tux. His biceps were large, and I wondered how he got a jacket that would actually fit around them. He had a strong jawline and high cheekbones, his eyes were so serious and a breathtaking honey brown, that almost shined gold . His sharp nose lead to the most flawless lips I have ever seen . His hair was chocolate brown and messy ,with occasional curls in the endless waves .<br /> My breath caught in my throat completely, and black dots swam in my vision.<br /> Standing there looking as beautiful as ever, was my mate.<br /> Dezmond Collins.<br /> My body screamed in protest when I turned directly around and started walking away. Each step sent a sharp pain through my chest.<br /> Not only was my mate beyond dangerous, he was also my sister&#039;s fiance.<br /> Oh god. I walked towards the doors seeing a bottle of Jack Daniels on the bar, I grabbed it and went back towards the hallway, and I started hyperventilating. I tried to breathe but I couldn&#039;t, I was just gasping for air even though I couldn&#039;t inhale. I felt nausea rise in my stomach and I knew I was going to throw up.<br /> I swallowed hard, finding the first door I could in the dim hallway. I stumbled in holding onto the handle for support. I was in an empty dressing room . I sat down on the couch opening the bottle with shaky hands, my whole body was trembling , my chest hurt from walking away from him and denying my primal urge to go to him.<br /> I tilted the bottle back taking a swig &quot;Okay breathe&#039;l reminded myself.<br /> Everything is going to be okay . Dezmond Collins is going to marry my sister , and I wont intervene .<br /> This is want she wants, I can&#039;t ruin her life or wedding.<br /> I can&#039;t and I won&#039;t. I&#039;ll just stay in here until it&#039;s over and official and then I&#039;ll leave as quickly as possible so he doesn&#039;t see me.<br /> My wolf growled angrily at these words. She wanted her mate.<br /> Dezmond Collins is dangerous and he murders people. He was the most dangerous of our kind. You were either with him or you weren&#039;t and if you weren&#039;t you wouldn&#039;t be alive for long . He was despicable , and truly the definition of monster. Women and children were murdered almost every week because of him. Packs fell to his knees and then he burned them to ground. No one lived after meeting him unless they were offering up something.<br /> I can&#039;t be with that. Not to mention he&#039;s marrying my sister in less than an hour, if he ever found out I was his mate and called the wedding off she would hate me forever .<br /> I was his mate.<br /> These words repeated in my head, making me feel queasy again. I hadn&#039;t had anything but a shot today, so I had nothing to throw up so I just dry heaved, my body trembled as I tried to throw up but I couldn&#039;t . Eventually the tears came and I wiped them away, as the exhaustion hit me afterwards.<br /> I sat there on the floor with the bottle of jack between my legs, every sip burned but somehow numbed the pain. The door slammed against the wall and I jumped looking up facing the face I never wanted to see again .<br /> His honey brown eyes caught mine and the room seemed to disappear completely, he stared down at me and I stared back not sure what to do. My fears had come true, he found out about me, I should&#039;ve left when I had the chance.<br /> I should&#039;ve ran and dealt with my emotions later. I didn&#039;t know what to do, so I just picked the now half empty bottle up and offered it to him. His eyes flicked down to it, and then they flicked back up to mine, and I got completely lost in them again.<br /> There were no emotions on his features, but I could see shock in his eyes. I dropped the bottle back in my lap and he shut the door behind him , I carefully stood up almost falling from the horrid heels I had been forced into .<br /> My whole body was shaking under his gaze. Neither of us said anything.<br /> &quot;What&#039;s your name?&quot; he asked looking me over slowly and carefully , his eyes trailing down my body . His voice was like hot tea with honey, or melting chocolate, it was so smooth but somehow rough at the same time.<br /> &quot;K-Kendal&quot; I stuttered out, and then cleared my throat. Why am I stuttering ? His eyes came back up to my face . I bit my lip dropping my eyes to the floor . He let out a low growl that vibrated through my chest, and sent shivers down my spine. My body covered in goose-bumps and the electricity running over my skin seemed to heat up.<br /> A sharp pain coursed through my stomach and lower back.<br /> His growl was calling my wolf forward, I could feel my skin start to heat up and I mentally fought pushing her back trying to block her out . My head started to hurt .<br /> &quot;Stop doing that&quot; he said angrily and his angry words pierced through my like a knife. What was I doing? I looked up at him confused , his eyes were glued to my lip pulled between my teeth. I let my lip go and his posture noticeably relaxed, he still stood stiffly but his muscles relaxed.<br /> He took a step forward and I resisted the urge to take one back , my body was screaming at me to run away , and my wolf was screaming at me to step closer to him, I was torn between my primal urge and common sense, so I just froze watching him walk closer.<br /> Eventually he got so close I was craning my neck to look up at him, the scent radiating off him was heavenly. My breath had caught in my throat and I wasn&#039;t breathing once again.<br /> He was so close I could see the small hint of a tattoo peeking out from under his tux on his neck. And I could see the small scar across his eyebrow that was half hidden by his hair that probably fell in his eyes when it was wet . And that his ears were pierced even though his messy hair was almost covering his ears.<br /> I tried to breathe but I couldn&#039;t, his close proximity completely jumbled all my thoughts and I completely forgot how to breathe much less talk or form a full thought.<br /> ==<br /> Realization hit me like a truck.<br /> He just marked me.<br /> I gathered all the strength I had left and shoved him away,he stumbled back from the shock.<br /> &quot;What did you do that for?&quot; I demanded. My hand flew to my neck and felt the spot that was now sore and more sensitive than ever . I could feel the tears falling freely .<br /> &quot;Why did you do that? Why, why, WHY?&quot; I asked he stared at me , I turned around going to the full body mirror examining the mark now placed permanently in my skin. I stared at the thin crescent shape of his teeth imprinted in my skin right above his name that decorated my neck.<br /> I wiped my tears away, touching it gently. He came up behind me and I looked at him through the mirror. He stepped right behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, I stiffened at first but I could feel the mark working its magic getting me to submit, and I relaxed into him.<br /> He pecked his mark , and violent shiver racked through my body as a wave of pleasure hit me like a ton of bricks .<br /> &quot;Soon&quot;he said looking up catching my eye in the mirror,and then he turned on his heels and left.<br /> I stared at the door for a solid minute before I broke out in sobs , going to sit on the couch . I finally pulled myself together, and had to take the beautiful braided messy bun my sister took an hour on this morning . I let my hair fall to cover up the mark now placed on my collarbone . I took a deep breath wiping my eyes one last time. I took a swig of jack and then left down the hallway.<br /> The crowd was in a frenzy and Hannah was freaking out .<br /> &quot;What&#039;s wrong?&quot; I asked Julie one of the bridesmaids, she turned around looking at me crinkling her nose .<br /> &quot; You smell different &quot; she told me .<br /> &quot;Yeah what&#039;s wrong&quot;I repeated cursing silently.<br /> &quot;Apparently Dezmond Collins is nowhere to be found.&quot;<br /> My stomach clenched at his name, I sat down and waited while they finally decided to call the wedding. I felt extremely guilty but didn&#039;t say a word, about anything.<br /> That night my father was in his office on the phone and my mother was trying to get Hannah to open the door to her room she had locked herself in. I took a hot shower scrubbing every inch of my skin trying to scrub the feeling of his touch off.<br /> I must have stood there looking at myself in the bathroom mirror for an hour, I looked the same, except for Dezmond Collins&#039;s mark placed on my skin, bounding us together for life. I felt the same except for the sharp pains in my chest every time I breathed .<br /> I went to bed early, and tossed and turned all night. Every time I closed my eyes I would see his honey brown eyes looking back at me. And every time I started to drift off I would hear his voice saying one word.<br /> Soon.<br /> I laid in bed my arms wrapped around myself, breathing through the pain and thinking about him until light poured through my window violating my room. I pulled on a hoodie over my tank top and made sure my hair was covering my mark, and went downstairs hearing my mother banging around in the kitchen.<br /> I went to the kitchen and sat at the island both my parents stopped what they were doing and stared at me, my heart stopped fearing they could see my mark.<br /> &quot;What are you doing up so early sweetie?&quot; my mom asked and I sighed in relief.<br /> &quot;Couldn&#039;t sleep&quot; I replied. I had bags under my eyes that were bloodshot, and my face was paler than normal.<br /> &quot;Are you okay sweetheart?&quot; she asked pressing her hand to my forehead.<br /> &quot;Yeah&quot;I said forcing a small smile to my face,&quot;Well sit down honey breakfast should be done in a few minutes&quot;I nodded and went to the breakfast table sitting down my dad was looking over papers his head in his hands.<br /> &quot;Dad&quot;I said hesitantly, he looked up at me dropping his pen.<br /> I paused &quot;Was there a reason Dez ... mond Collins wasn&#039;t there ? &quot; I asked , apparently some time in the night my mind had decided to start calling him Dez.<br /> He shook his head &quot;No, he broke off all alliances last night also, he&#039;s no longer in alliance with anyone, none of us are safe&quot;he told me.<br /> &quot;No discussing work at the table you know the rules&quot; my mom said motioning to all his papers.<br /> Why would Dez break off all of his alliances? Dezmond . Dezmond is his name .<br /> &#039;His wolf loves it when we call him Dez&#039;my wolf chimed in my head. She had spent all night crying out for him, which put me through physical pain. I eventually blocked her out and the sharp pains in my chest had dulled .<br /> &#039;That&#039;s not his name&#039; I snapped at her, pushing her into the back of my mind, blocking her out.<br /> I waited until my mom was back in the kitchen.<br /> &quot;Dad why would he do that?&quot; I asked quietly.<br /> &quot;I don&#039;t know, he cut them all off without explanation, but I think he&#039;s planning something&quot; my dad told me.<br /> &quot;Like what?&quot;<br /> &quot;I don&#039;t know, but I fear he&#039;s going to attack our pack soon so we need to be on the offense&quot; he said straightening his papers, my eyes widened. The offense. We needed to be on the offense. Does that mean what I think it does, I studied my father&#039;s face. And I was hit with the realization.<br /> &quot; You&#039;re going to attack his pack?&quot; I said realization hitting me . My father didn&#039;t answer me confirming my fears.<br /> &quot;Dad, his pack could take ours any day of the week, their stronger and trained&quot;<br /> &quot;But we have the element of surprise&quot; my dad said.<br /> &quot;Dad, don&#039;t do it, so many people will die&quot;<br /> &quot;Sitting here and waiting for him to attack first will result in people dying too Micah &quot; my dad said using my first name telling me it was probably better to shut up now. My parents only used my first name when they were cross.<br /> I chewed on my lip thinking. My father was going to attack my mate.<br /> I didn&#039;t know what to do. Should I warn Dez? Should I tell my father what he is to me?<br /> My dad would use me as leverage, I knew it. He would use me to his advantage with Dez.<br /> Would Dez even care about me? If my father used me to his advantage and threatened Dez would he care at all? I so badly wanted to say yes , but my mind was telling me no .<br /> He wouldn&#039;t care about me.<br /> And all these questions lead me to a bigger question .<br /> Would I risk everything to warn Dez, yes.<br /> So where did my loyalties lie ? With Dez , my mate . Or with my pack and my father. I got up left going back up to my room. I curled into a ball under my blanket and laid there.<br /> That&#039;s what I did for the next week, absolutely nothing but breathe through the pain that was steadily getting worse by the day. By the 7th day, the pain was almost unbearable.<br /> I was laying there under all my blankets like every day, I was so cold. It didn&#039;t matter how many blankets I got or how hot of water I soaked in, I was cold. I was cold from the inside out , I craved the warmth that came with Dez&#039;s touch.<br /> A sharp pain shot through my chest thinking about him,which is all I seemed to be able to think about. My mind always came back to him, I couldn&#039;t think of anything for 30seconds without my mind reeling back to him somehow.<br /> I heard a knock at my door and it opened I didn&#039;t move from my tight ball.<br /> &quot;Hey Kendal, wake up&quot; it was Hannah she had gotten over Dez quickly, and was now back to obsessing over finding her perfect mate. She pulled my blanket off.<br /> &quot;Mom wanted to tell y-&quot; she stopped abruptly causing me to look up at her waiting for her to finish. Her eyes were fixated on my neck. My heart stopped knowing exactly what she was looking at , her jaw dropped .<br /> &quot;What is that?&quot; she asked loudly pointing at it, I quickly covered it with my hand.<br /> &quot;Hannah, listen you can&#039;t tell-&quot;<br /> &quot; Whose is it ? &quot; she asked , I thought about lying but by the horror written all over her face I knew she already knew whose it was.<br /> &quot;You mated with him on my wedding day!&quot; she said angrily.<br /> &quot;We didn&#039;t mate, it was-it was an accident&quot;I said standing up holding my hand up trying to get her to understand.<br /> &quot;How could you?&quot;<br /> &quot;I didn&#039;t, Hannah he did it, I&#039;m sorry it wasn&#039;t my fault I didn&#039;t ask&quot;<br /> &quot;He left me because of you!&quot; she shouted loudly and I could hear the footsteps on the stairs, probably my mom drawn to the commotion.<br /> &quot;Hannah he-he did it before I could stop him&quot; I pleaded, even though I knew deep down I could&#039;ve stopped him if I wanted to. But stopping him never crossed my mind until it was done.<br /> &quot;What going on here?&quot; my mom asked.<br /> &quot;She mated with Dezmond Collins!&quot; she said pointing at me , his name being said made my stomach clench , my mom gasped her hand going to her mouth .<br /> &quot; No we didn&#039;t mate , mom it was-it was an accident , I didn&#039;t mean to , he just did it , and-and - &quot;<br /> &quot;How could you do this to your father?&quot; she asked me sternly , I swallowed . Shock hit me , my mother had never spoken to me in a tone like that.<br /> &quot;Why would he mark you?&quot; my sister demanded looking furious.<br /> &quot;I&#039;m his-I&#039;m his mate&quot;I said quietly.<br /> &quot;Why didn&#039;t you stop him?&quot; she asked.<br /> &quot;I was going to-I was, but he-he just did it, I didn&#039;t, I&#039;m sorry it was-it was an accident&quot;I said trying to explain.

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