His Brother's Cursed Bride

CURSE. Wendy's POV. "You are two weeks gone, dear." Dr. Ariel told me with a worried gaze and I went numb, not knowing how to feel at first. I was pregnant? Joy out of nowhere radiated in my chest, my face curving into a smile as I rubbed my stomach gently. "Really?" I asked and she nodded with a tightened expression, almost like she was holding something back. "Is it Gitten's?" She questioned and I nodded briskly. "He is going to be so happy to know this," I told her and she winced, scratching her hair. I furrowed my brows at her, confused. Why was she acting weird? Dr. Ariel was like a mother to me, and only she and Nadia knew about my relationship with Gittens. It was supposed to be a secret till the day he would be crowned as the crown prince of the Lycan realm. That day, he would be required to choose his crown princess. 'Me.' I thought and couldn't help smiling once again. I looked at the wall clock and saw that it was almost 9pm. "Shit." I cursed, jumping out of the chair, grabbing my bag. "Where are you going?" Dr. Ariel's eyes widened with panic and I just stared blankly at her. "Are you ill or something? You have been acting quite strange." I pointed out to her and she faked a smile, rubbing the back of her neck. She almost looked nervous. "It's nothing dear. I am just worried about the baby. You know you are quite young to be pregnant." She said and I mouthed an "oh" realizing she was right. I guess I was just being paranoid. "Don't be worried. I can handle anything as long as Gittens is by my side." I told her, and she stiffened, but this time, I wasn't going to bother about it. I had an event to get to. What if it was already time for Gittens to call me and I wasn't around? It would be such an embarrassing moment for him. I dashed out of the hospital ignoring Dr. Ariel's calls. The event was far more important than a check-up. Besides I felt healthy enough. ...... ...... I arrived just in time for the ball and saw influential people here and there. I adjusted my dress and made my way into the hall, looking for where to sit without anyone spotting me. Otherwise.... "Well, well, well, if isn't it the curse lurking around." I heard a familiar voice and froze. I turned around to see Josie, my nemesis pointing at me, drawing attention as she glared daggers at me. My heart skipped a beat as everyone began turning, and immediately they all saw me, their noses wrinkled in disgust, and murmurs began to flow around. This was exactly what I was avoiding. I bowed my head to the floor, playing with my fingers as I prayed for a miracle or for someone to come to my rescue. "What is this jinx doing here?" An old woman nudged her son beside her, covering her nose with her handkerchief like I was smelling. "Is she here to ruin Prince Gitten's coronation?" Another asked. "Guards, please get this cursed fool out of here," Josie yelled, clapping her hands to attract more attention as more insults were being poured on me. My heart tightened in pain, my eyes welling with tears. When will all these end? When would I be seen as their equal? It wasn't my fault I was born with the mark. Two guards came out of nowhere and grabbed me tightly by both arms, trying to drag me out but I struggled. No, I couldn't be taken away. Gittens would soon be crowned and he would need me present. 'I wouldn't be able to get in again if I were thrown out, so somebody, please help me.' I prayed within and mistakenly stepped on one of the guard's foot. I let out a gasp, about to apologize but before I could open my mouth, I got a slap to the face. The heavy sound echoed through the hall, and everywhere became silent immediately. Josie smirked in satisfaction as a tear dropped from my eyes, my cheek swollen. I could feel the cold, metallic taste of blood on my lips. I was dragged out and flung to the floor roughly, my body scratching the rough ground. I winced, my hand on my stomach as a sharp pain ripped me from the bruises I had sustained. "Oh my God! Wendy." Nadia called as she dashed to help me up to my feet. "Are you okay?" She asked as she cleaned the dust off my body, while also checking if I had sustained any injuries. "I am fine. Whe....." I was about to ask when one of the guests patrolling rushed forward. "Miss Nadia, the werewolf king is requesting your presence right away." He said, and I bit my lower lip, my hands trembling. Dad was requesting for Nadia? What? Why? Nadia must have noticed the expression on my face because she turned to glare at the guard. "What about Princess Wendy? Why was she thrown out like some servant when she might be our ruler one day?" Nadia yelled and I shook. The Guard looked at me and bit back a scoff before bowing towards Nadia. "The king himself ordered for her to be thrown out." The guard replied and I went pale, my legs wobbling as my stomach dropped. Nadia let out a sigh and just hugged me tightly while I tried to blink back the tears. 'I already promised never to cry again. They mustn't see me crumble and Dad would finally approve of me when he finds out that I would be Gitten's chosen bride.' I thought and faked a smile at Nadia. "Don't worry," I assured, disengaging from the hug. "Go on in." "Are you sure? I could stay with you." She offered and my heart melted. I was glad to know that I wasn't alone, that I had someone else who cared, apart from the father of my unborn child and Dr. Ariel. "Go." I shoved her with a chuckle and she smiled. "I will talk to Dad for you." She promised before going in with the guard and I was all alone outside, trying not to shiver under the heavy cold. I had forgotten to take my jacket from home because I was too anxious about going to the hospital to figure out whether I was sick or pregnant. I had taken a strip after seeing symptoms and wanted to be 100 percent sure. Now, nothing would ever tear Gittens and me apart. I waited for more than an hour but Nadia nor anyone else hadn't still come to get me. Did Dad not agree to let me in? I chuckled sadly, already knowing the answer. I mean, the man despised me and would treat a slave, better than I, his biological daughter. On the full moon, exactly 18 years ago, Nadia and I were born. Nadia to Dr. Ariel and I, to the werewolf, royal family. Years before our birth was a prophecy that stated that both the reincarnation and curse of the moon goddess would be born in the form of wolves. Two girls. One would bring fortune and the other would bring eternal misery. After my birth, my mother died and Daddy got into an accident. The royal priestess also died, and I had the red mark on my arm like the prophecy stated the curse would, while Nadia had the mark on her chest like the prophecy stated the reincarnation of the moon goddess would. After her birth, things went so well for her parents, and her mother was promoted to be the palace Doctor. Due to her mum coming with her to the palace, good things happened. Dad, noticing this, adopted her as his own to live in the palace, and she was worshipped like a goddess, while I was treated like trash. Still, we became good friends and I was always happy for her. I didn't want anything anymore, just Gittens and maybe Dad's approval. I got tired of waiting and found a way to sneak into the hall and heard a very loud cheer. I looked up amidst the blinding light to see Gitten's father placing the crown on his head. Gitten's older brother, Grim, stood in a corner, frowning, and I huffed. 'He should seriously be happy for Gittens and stop being jealous.' I thought, and as if he could read my mind, Grim turned towards where I was hiding to peep, and our eyes met. My heart began to pound heavily in my chest, beads of sweat gathering on my forehead as saliva gathered in my mouth. He didn't see me, right? I was behind a wall with a hole in it, but Grim's red eyes darkened instead, and he snapped his fingers, pointing towards the hole. I immediately looked away and dropped to my knees, placing my hand on my chest, to calm my racing heartbeat. I was about to escape back outside when; "Thank you all for the cheers and support but I couldn't have done all this, without the help of my mate." Gitten began and I smiled, forgetting all about Grim. He could go to hell. It was my moment now and I wasn't going to miss it for anyone. I began adjusting my dress again, tapping my feet against the floor impatiently. "Please welcome Nadia Woods," Gitten announced and all colors drained out of my face. It was just like I had been dealt a huge blow. Nadia? Did he make a mistake? What was going on? I wonder while trembling, my head pounding, when I felt someone grab me from behind by the neck, and before I could scream or react, I felt a sting to my neck and blacked out.