OAKVILLE
669 Words
AMARA'S POV
Mated to an enemy? That was the last thing I saw coming. I just stared at him, at loss for words as he trudged out of the hall.
I was never going to move to Oakville pack. Blue Diamond pack was home. I've lived here all my life. And even if I wanted a change, it was definitely not to that snouty brat.
“What do we do now?” Kyle reiterated. “Dad, we can't let Amy go. We should make Rylan reject the mate bond.”
I searched Dad's face. He was literally my last hope. I-I-I… my thoughts were too jumbled to come up with a solution, so I let myself sink deeper in the turmoil that befell me.
“There has to be a way right?” Kyle asked. His question was met with deafening silence. “My goodness! How cruel can the moon goddess be?”
“Shh. Kyle, watch what you say about the moon goddess. She's our protector.”
He scoffed. “And she couldn't even save a poor girl from getting mated to the most dangerous pack. Huh?” Kyle's breath was heavy, “Make it make sense. I'm going to have a meeting with the Lycan King.”
Father groaned. “King Walton doesn't even want to see us. It'll be a risk going there.”
“Then what about my sister? Do you think they'll treat her differently?” He quizzed. “Those bastards will constantly see her as a means to a freaking end. Is that what you want to put your daughter through!”
It was at this point I couldn't hold back anymore. The tears I'd been holding back wrack through me, and spilled. “I don't want to be with him. I don't want to have anything to do with an enemy. Dad, please—”
Father bowed his head in defeat. “I'm sorry honey there's nothing I can do.”
“What!” Mom and Kyle gasped in unison. “Winston, you're not gonna let those people take your child away from you will you?”
“Sweetheart, you heard what he said…” his voice was thick with wariness. “Rylan doesn't bluff.”
“What about we invite the press? It's bad press if news goes out that he's trying to claim a she-wolf without her consent.”
Dad's brows pinched in frustration. “Kyle, you of all people should know better than this. The Waltons have major shares in top Hockey clubs,” a long pause. “There's no winning against them.”
When I opened my mouth, no words came out. My throat was parched. “But I don't want to go. I want to reject him,” I knew my wolf loved his dominance. However, she would rather mark a dominant wolf than be with Rylan Walton.
Dad shook his head. “I'm sure you'll be fine. He wouldn't kill you,” his voice lacked the lustre and depth I was used to.
I ran out of the room. I was going to change my destiny. I didn't care. I wasn't going to do this, especially with Rylan. I didn't care about his looks, that made my knees weak. Or his dominance that made my wolf want to submit.
He was out of reach. In every way possible. And I wasn't about to reach out for a bloody Hockey captain with zero human empathy.
I collapsed on the porch, sobbing. I allowed myself the luxury of being weak. “My love,” mom's soft voice broke a fragment of tension in my head.
I wiped my teary eyes with the back of my hands. “Mom—”
“I know honey. You don't have to explain anything to me.” She said, and pulled me into a hug. When she pulled away, it was then I realized she'd been crying.
“Does that mean I'll be in the clutch of my enemies for Christmas?”
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