Riverstone And moonight

Wedding

With a bittersweet smile, I get up as she finally leaves. Moving outside, I sight my father standing outside, having a discussion on the phone. Rolling my eyes, I look fondly as he gestures wildly, not noticing my presence in his excitement. He cut a handsome figure in his three-piece suit. The years had taken their toll, his laugh lines were more pronounced and his dark hair was peppered with gray. From a neutral viewpoint, he was still a very attractive man and a powerful Alpha. But, I knew he looked forward to the day he would retire and spend his later years looking after some runts.

"Daddy, It's time", I interrupted his conversation with a small smile. Dismayed at being caught conducting business during a time of celebration. He smiles guiltily, hastily ending the call.

"My dear Cailey, my falling star" he murmurs my first name, coming over to give me a hug with a kiss on my forehead.

Looking at me, he gave a sad smile as his eyes grew misty. I had favoured my mother in looks and, as told, even her character. " I know your mother would be as proud as I am. My heart breaks as I realize how far we've come. How fast you've had to grow up". He finishes with another brief hug.

The event planner signals for us to begin moving as the music starts. My father holds my arm as we stroll gently down the path towards the small Marquee, setup outside the house. It was a beautiful morning. The air smelt of spring and was a bit moist. With butterflies in my stomach, supported by daddy, we march down the aisle. I take sure confident steps, smiling as I see my future bond mate Leighton Asbry swallow nervously as he sights me. A feeling of quiet contentment fills me up. I know he will do his best to fulfil his duties towards me. Tall, blue-eyed and dependable, My best friend, my boyfriend, and my First. His eyes twinkled as they look towards me in adoration. This soothes a bit of the doubts still swimming in my mind. 'Were we rushing in too soon?' I wondered.

We finally reach the altar. My father gives Leighton my hands. Announcing his consent to our Union. We face each other in preparation for the priest to conduct the sacred rites to proclaim us officially mates for life. I smile with trepidation as I hear some kind of commotion behind us. The distraction causes the priest to pause. I turned, confused to see my elder brother flushed and upset grabbing someone standing at the back, wearing a black jacket. The stranger tries to free himself, angrily moving his head as he speaks to Joshua. He suddenly shifts his head to the side and looks straight at me. Time immediately came to a halt. Despite the distance, a strange lucency settles, everything falls away, feeling a satisfied awareness as our eyes never waiver from each other. I hear the voice I had been ignoring in the last few months, becoming louder. The one that whispered persistently that I was wrong in marrying Leighton. It was talking to me now. Persistently yelling in my mind "He's belongs to you"

The connection breaks when Joshua pushes him against his body. Reacting blindly. I hear scandalized gasps as I wrenched my hands off Leighton's and run towards the altercation. I used my strength to push my brother off the stranger; teeth bared, with a low growl, I warned people not to come closer.

I had to protect him, defend my mate. "Your mate?" My fogged up mind protested as It battles itself for lucidity; Rationality warring against pure feral instinct.

As I battle to gain clarity, I hear a distraught "Audrey". I rise from the defensive position I'd assume d in horror, As my eyes clear up, I see that my claws are extended, and my form half shifted. My gown were ripped at the sides, my shoes were lost and the train of my gown, a tattered mess on the floor . I take big breaths, regaining control. My claws retract and I shift back to normal. Distinctly aware that the whole hall were looking at me in varying degrees of shock snd suspicious. Leighton stands in front of me, in obvious dismay.

"What in the satan's left tit had I just done" I ponder, mortified.

The night before....

I took excited breaths as warm fingers travelled across my body. Unraveling my wrap dress. Our mouths collided, with hungry wet kisses, eagerly. I breathed, In anticipation as my underwear was discarded as lust clouded my mind, eyes close, eager for satisfaction. I didn't wait long, as He began stretching his body on top mine, arms tight around me, in a hot embrace. Kisses laid on my throat. My body reminisced this familiar feeling. It had been to long since we last met like this. After a few moments, With a breathless laughter. We held each other in ecstasy.

I couldnt believe we were being so reckless in public. Leighton laughed as he rubbed my back in amusement, slow lazy strokes that warmed me from the outside in. He moved, trying to adjust his tall form in the cramped quarters that we occupied. I hum in post-c****s bliss. We definitely hadn't planned to have s*x in the back seat of his ford pickup truck but the temptation had been too great to resist. Just being this close to him, I lost all rational thought. I wanted to climb him like a big white oak tree.

Leighton and I had known each other all our lives. All the trimulative pack kids usually attended the same schools and we all co-existed peacefully. His dad served as a foreman in a ranch owned by the riverstone pack. Growing up nearly middle-class, He had been bedazzled when I, an Alpha befriended him at first grade. Most males were usually very scrawny before they underwent their final shift. I had always viewed him platonically as a friend. Untill he disappeared one day, and came back a few months later, having grown a foot in height and being doubled in weight. Surprised and alarmed by his change in appearance and uncomfortable with the appreciative looks he got from the older girls from his pack. The ones that would never had given him a time of day before his change, I became so belligerent, whenever they would come around. It took some time to come to the realization that I was jealous of the attention he was now getting from all genders.

I tried my best to be supportive as a friend but failed miserably and started avoided him. He ofcourse confronted me, and aftter a particularly heated argument. I confessed my feelings in a burst of anger, becoming pleasantly surprised that he also felt the same way. Which he demonstrated thoroughly with a kiss. Although most omegas usually ended up with Alpha's of the same social status there was no rule dictating that I couldn't be with him. And so, we continued dating to the pleasure of both our families. Physical intimacy came second nature to us. I couldn't keep my hands to myself around him and our s*x*al encouters had become even more frequent after my shift. After being caught in bed one night by my brother's fiance. We were both given a proper tongue lashing and in our embarrassment, it was suggested to us, that we would be supervised whenever we would me. Months rolled by, Leighton in clear frustration, expressed his unwillingness to wait anymore to be mine and suggested we get legally bonded and then married. I was ecstatic. I was going to marry for love. I believed Leighton and I were soul mates. Boy, was I proved wrong