The Fight For Love

Chapter One *Briella’s POV* Growing up it’s always been just me and my dad, the alpha of the Redwood Pack. Never had a sibling, or cousins to play with, or even a mom for that matter. Dad’s always so busy with his pack duties so I don’t get to spend much time with him. We eat meals together and that’s about it. I spend a lot of time in my room reading, or I go out to the garden and walk around. There’s a swing in a corner that I love to sit on while wrapped in a blanket and read a book. Sometimes I sit back and wonder where my mom is, it’s not like a mated wolf to just up and leave their mate. Wolves mate for life so that has always seemed so strange to me. Almost as strange as me having my own handmaid, all wolves usually take care of themselves with the exception of the omegas who cook and clean. I can’t help but wonder what had really happened. My head is always so filled with unanswered question, but whenever I do as I am shut down and sent to my room like a little kid who has gotten into trouble. Now that I am 19, my dad has arranged for me to marry the Beta of the Blue Moon Pack. For reasons that I will never know, he doesn’t tell me anything. It’s not like my life is going to be altered by this decision or anything. Tossing and turning in bed the night before the damn wedding, I’m definitely not looking forward to that. I can’t help but let my mind wonder. Who is this Beta? What about my mate? What do I do when I find him? Guess I will just face that situation if it ever arises. “Wake up Briella, time to prepare for your wedding.” My handmaid Marie says while setting breakfast on the table across the room. “I still can’t believe my dad is forcing me to get married knowing I have a mate out there somewhere. This is so unfair!” I whine as I climb out of bed. “The alpha just wants what is best for you and the pack Briella.” She replies with a smile “What’s best for me is finding my mate and being truly loved and happy.” I say rolling my eyes. “now I will never find him thanks to this arranged marriage.” I let out a sigh. Marie has been my handmaid since I was an infant so I am extremely close to her. We laugh and talk like friends when no one is around, makes me feel like normal and not so much like the alpha’s daughter. She has long black hair that falls almost to her butt, dark brown eyes and is so pretty I will never understand how she is a maid and not a higher rank herself. As I eat, Marie runs a bath for me. I absolutely love the way she washes my hair, so gentle and with such love. She is like the mother I have never had. I’m going to miss her the most once I’m married and forced to move in with my new husband. Once done she helps me put on my dress and do my hair and makeup. My dress is a beautiful white A-line/ Princess gown. Its sleeveless but has these straps with tulle applique that fall off the shoulder and rest on my upper arm, has a brush train with lace all down the front and across the train. For my makeup she does neutral colors and a light pink lip stick, she has always told me I am to pretty for make up so she does as little as possible. My hair is half up with light curls falling down my back. We are finally finished and I start to make my way downstairs with her following closely behind holding my train so I don’t step on it and fall flat on my face. We make it almost all the way there when I am hit with the most beautiful smell I have ever smelt, sandalwood and lavender. I inhale deeply and my wolf, Cali, purrs and yells “MATE!” inside my head. “what are you talking about? We don’t have a mate we are getting married and there isn’t anything we can do to change that.” I sadly say back to her. I can feel the tears coming to my eyes and force myself to blink them back. Marie must have noticed my sudden change because she is quickly at my side fixing my makeup and telling me to smile. I can’t focus. I need to find this guy and reject him before I get married so there is no chance that this will cause problems. “Marie, I need some fresh air for a bit can you help me to the garden?” I ask hopeful that she won’t ask any questions. She stares at me with shock written all over her face, “Briella, your wedding is in an hour you need to prepare.” “I will be fast, just a few moments” I promise. She nods and helps me to the garden. Once in the garden I can smell it even more, it’s like whoever it belongs to has followed me. “Give me a few moments alone, I will call for you when I am ready.” I say turning to Marie. She nods and leaves. I quickly look around to see where that delicious smell is coming from. I look at the swing in the far left corner and see a beautiful man sitting there. He is sitting down but I can see he has dirty blonde hair that is combed nicely yet a few strands cover his eyes as he leans forward elbows propped on his knees and his head is rested on his hands. His arms are huge and make me gulp. I beg to myself that he doesn’t look up, because I know once I look into his eyes, I won’t be able to reject him. I slowly make my way closer to him, he must have sensed me or smelled me because he looks up and we lock eyes. His eyes are the most gorgeous green I have ever seen and they draw me in causing me to lose my breath. They remind me of emeralds on the necklace my mother gave my when I was a child, I can stare at them all day and never get tired. He stands never breaking eye contact, I can see he is wearing an elegant black suit with a grey undershirt and a light blue tie. He is about 6 feet tall and towers over me, he’s maybe about 22 years old. He starts walking towards me when I remember why I am here. “I Briella Jane Mozarc reject you.” I stop realizing I don’t know his name, which I need to know in order to complete the rejection. He just stares at me with a smirk on his face. It’s like he has never been turned down by a woman before. He continues walking towards me and I freeze. I didn’t think I’d ever find my mate, let alone on my wedding day.