Fated Or Doomed

Dress Fitting

Liv

Ah I can not explain how over the hills I am about today. I never even dreamed of being able to do this at all. Hell! I never thought a living soul would even love me little long want to marry me. And with all that being a miracle. I get this astounding pack who one day will call me Luna. I came from having no one, not even a home. To having the biggest family I can ever have in the most beautiful amount of land. I get to have my wolves and witches under my care.

I finally feel like I’m winning in life. But then this small, maybe more than small. This empty, aching pain jabs me again and again. Thinking back on what happen last night. Everything that has ever happen. Hits me. Again and again. I have to close my eyes. Breath in and swallow down any feeling related to it. Its my past now. I’m dress shopping and I refuse to let it be ruined with people or someone who won’t be in my life anymore.

“Liv. Oh my God.” I look to my side through the mirror. Seeing a crying Connie. Hugging me from the back. I cradle her arms around me. Breathing in her love. “You look so. So HOT!”

I laugh a tear. “Thank you Connie.”

I turn to her. Looking her up and down in her body sculpted bridesmaid dress. “For what? I haven’t done anything but demand these people around for more drinks.” Right on cue she ask for more. Now on her fourth glass.

“You have been there for me more than you know. I want you to be more than just my bridesmaid. I want you right next to me on my magical day.”

She looks at me in complete shock. “I thought your sister was..”

I shook my head. Wiping a frustrated tear away. “Things change. It will be just you up there with me.” Her mouth hangs open.

I grab her hands. Bring them close to my chest. “You have always been my sister. You have always been family. You fit every aspect of it. Loving, fun, crazy, and a bit annoying.” We laugh as she does a side to side dance. “I need you up there with me. Will you?”

“Ah girl! Of course. Hell yay I will. Nothing wrong will happen with Connie Bossy in the house.” She jumps in joy.

We get our last fitting for the bridesmaid dresses and my Wedding dress. Gamma found a nice dress she loves for the event too.I have everything pack together and insisted for everything to be under Travis’s card. The girls says no but I will not let them pay a single penny. It’s my day and I’m making them be a part of it. So less least I can do is pay for the dresses.

Now we move on to the Ceremony dresses. The one I’m most nervous about. This one. This is the one I’m actually looking forward to. Yes I know it should be my Wedding. Marrying the two werewolves of my life. And I am. But I’m really looking forward to being connect to them, my two high men and women. And my wolf pack. Ohh and my coven that will soon be bonded to the Black Harvest. That’s what I’m nervous about. I will be responsible for so many people. So God damn many. I’m scared I won’t live up to my title or any of them. But with the right people aside me, and my mates. I got to believe I can do this.

I can do this.

We all pick out our dresses. Started with 5 each and now down to just 2. Gamma holds a big role in the Ceremony. So she picked a two piece outfit. A beautiful orange silk high waisted skirt and a matching off the shoulder top. The top trim is a see through fold that wraps all around. The orange does a nice shine to her skin. A blooming caramel with her mated mark on her left side of her neck. Next she tries on a pantsuit. A full white suit from jacket to heels. It has gold buttons and flares up from the bottom. It hides her curves but you can still see them well when the jacket is closed. It fits a very formal scheme.

“I love both. I can’t choose.” Gamma exhale loudly.

“You look boss. I bet you can still kick some ass in a dress.” Connie cheers.

“Ohh. I can.” We laugh as the image floods our brains.

For Connie. She’s down to two dresses as well. Both short of course. And very, very sparkly too. She picks a mini light blue pixie dress with a low cut top and gloves up pass the elbows. She spins as she says she feels like a royal princess. For her next dress she wears a rose sparkle dress with long sleeves. The dress has little flares at the wrist and covers up to her neck.

She practices a few moves. Checking if the dress moves just right. “I want more skin. But I can’t help the way it make me feel.”

“As long as you’re not flashing your ass to alliances and children. You’ll look amazing.” I tell her.

She moves the skirt up a bit. Checking its low length. “Mhh. As long as I get access to a guest room for my pick of your guest. I’m happy.”

I chuckle and give her a eye roll. Connie always thinks with her lady parts. Thank Goddess she hasn’t gotten pregnant. “You get to stay on the same floor as Mason. I have the best room for you.” She claps in cheers.

“More drinks?” Sarah ask.

“That’s not even a question.” Connie says. They flag down an employee. Asking for a bottle. Not wanting to bother them anymore.

Now it was my turn. I had three formal dresses to chose from. I was very picky and needed their help. I will be taking my Luna photo in this dress. An I don’t want the wrong one. I need my girls to be very honest on my choices.

One black dress hangs long with a twisted necktie. A bit simple but still elegant. The next dress is wine red with a long slit. Flows with a tulle long mermaid dress. It has a very deep v-neck with a rosy sequin look and an open lace back that show my new tattoo, a symbol of love I got for my wolf mate. It spirals down my whole spine. I have the moon and sun to symbol my connection to my God and Goddess. With the night being our favorite within the forest stars. Traces of Malcom’s paws run down one side, while traces of claw marks sets on the other side. I had a little of both of them aline. And the shading, it made it all come together. Travis was in love with it when I showed him. I thought about getting Malcolm’s wolf tattooed one day. I guess we shall see. Moving on, the last dress is white. And its a classy one long sleeve dress. Has an open cut where my chest is out.

“Less fabric, more skin.” Connie whined.

“I can’t show my ass Connie. It would be plaster forever on an canvas.”

“All I’m saying.” Walking up the platform with me. “More skin, and less fabric. You’re hot. You got the cute nose, long legs, wide hips, and big boobs.” I chuckle. “Show them everything in the right dress. The one that says ‘I am Elizabeth Marshall. Luna of the f*****g Black Harvest. I protect all beings. Fear and worship the s**t out of me.’”

“Connie.” I smile.

“She’s right.” Sarah says with a new glass. She hands one to me. “The dress you wear will say a lot about you. The way you talk, walk, and handle anything will say a lot. Connie is right. Pick the dress that you are who you are Luna.”

And right there. I knew I have the best girls at my side. I lift my glass. “Cheers girls. To us all. We shall run this world. While our men kiss our feet.”

“Hell yeah!” Connie says.

“Cheers.” Sarah rose her glass and we all follow.

With that. I ask for help with my reception outfit. I would ask one of the girls. But they have finish their shopping while I just needed this last decision. Plus they’re drunk. They went through 3 bottles already. So I left them to talk and laugh while the seamster helps me undress.

A knock beams as he walks in. “I was told you needed help?” The sound of his low voice made me smile. It was familiar and kind.

“Sam?” I ask. Turning to see a very skinny tone man. Dark with wide eyes.

“Liv? Oh my God. Girly. It’s so nice to see you.”

“You too. I guess sewing and fashion club lead well for you.” Remembering how an amazing designer he was. All the girls wanted him to dress them. And with all the girls giving him attention. The guys in school wish for it. Too bad Sam was all gay.

“Ohh yeah. Done some great work. And this place. Lets me do so much. I’m working my way to have my own brand.”

We talk and catch up. Then I ask his opinion on my dress. I ask for his help since I trust his brain more than anyone. We went through all my choices and made a pick. He took my measurements and says he will have it done soon for all of us.

“Okay. Lets get you out this dress and I’ll make the changes. I’ll remove the zipper and this hem. Replacing it with your request.” He says.

“Ah great. Thank you so much.” I feel so over the moon now that all the dresses are picked out. I can’t wait to wear them on the day of the events.

“So tell me about the guy.” Writing down some items as I tell him everything. We laugh and cheers. His route of men was canning.

Finishing up he had me turn around to get the zipper from my dress that lands high on my neck. It had a clip so it made it harder to undo.

“Hold still. I’m gonna remove the zipper from your dress.” Sam says.

“Ah. Your hands are freezing.” I giggle.

“Sorry. It’s cold in the backroom.”

“Busy b***h I see.” We laugh playfully.

We both turn in fright as the curtain to my dressing room was ripped open. The smell of cinnamon fills the air. My eyes lit up until I saw the darkness in his slicing at Sam’s hands on my naked back. I hold my chest so my boobs don’t fall out.

“Travis no!” I yell.

I pull away from Sam. Wanting to put myself in front of them both. But he was too fast and got to Sam. Pinning him to the wall. You hear the wall crack underneath him. Travis enraging.

“Travis let him go. It wasn’t what you thought.” Trying to peel him off of Sam with one hand.

“He had his hands all over your naked body.” He growl.

“He’s my seamster and he’s gay. Mega gay. We went to high school together.” Travis narrow his eyes. Figuring out the truth.

“I like a man with rough strong hands. You got a good one Liv girl.” Sam smirks at Travis with his natural flirty eyes. Quickly Travis lets him go. Apologizing. He straighten Sam’s shirt.

“Well I’ll head back to work. Just leave the dress on the rack. And you folks have a beautiful Wedding.” He winks at us. Making eye contact to Travis who felt a bit awkward now. “Nice to see you Liv.” I wave bye as I wait for Sam to leave.

“Mhh. Hello there boys.” I say.

He turns to snarl at me. I giggle at his jealousy. “What? You boys mad? Seeing another male putting his hands all over me. Touching my every curve.” I wiggle my finger up and down him. His eyes lock on me. “But you know what. There’s just one male and a wolf I like to touch me more.” I lean in to his ear. Whispering their name.

He cups my face. Gripping my neck in liking. His thumb runs a line that sends a tingle to my nerves. “I almost ripped his hands clean off because I adore the body you give me to taste in every way I love.”

I let our lips touch but not more. Letting the vibe rose from the tension. We didn’t move. “Do you still have my panties?” I whispered.

“Yes.” His voice soften.

“Did they help? Or do you need something else to remind you of me?” I look up to see how dark his eyes swirl in lust.

“Mhh yes.” He groan.

“Okay then.”

I let the dress fall to the ground. Kicking it to the side. A loud rumble burst from his chest. I kneel to my knees. Tugging on his belt. One clip off with a pull. I unbutton his pants and pull them down, along with his boxers that hides a large hidden member. Before I can do any further. He yanks me up

My brows frown in confusion. “Nah huh. You’ve been bad. Give me your wrist.” He demands. I don’t question him.

He pulls out my thong. Using it to wrapped around my wrist and tie it off. I’m very turn on now. This is new. And I like it. He pins me to the wall. My leg goes up and he grips it tightly. Digging his nails.

“Tsk tsk Little Witch.” He coos. “You owe me something.”

He leans in. Licking my lips. Denying me a kiss. His hand reaches underneath me. Touching near my warmth that preach out for him. I wear only a strapless bra.

My breath increase. “Then take it.”

His eyes darken. Making me thrill between the legs. “I don’t want you to make a sound. Or else.”

I nod. He kisses down my neck. And his thickest fingers dip itself in me. “Ahh.” I moan.

He smacks my ass hard. Lifting his head up with disappointment. “You are gonna learn to not let anyone but me hear you. Now shut that pretty mouth unless you want me to f**k it.”

Sightly inside I wanted him too. But to not risk getting catch, I bite down hard and allow my mate to do whatever he pleases until he fills me up. Once he was done he slowly puts on my panties himself. Kissing my thighs. He helps me dress myself.

“Prefect my Queen.”

I cup his face. Blushing hard. “I love you boys. Don’t forget that.”

Taking my hand. He kisses each knuckles. “We love you.”

Walking out. We see Mason lean over with his hands over his head. Both Sarah and Connie laughing. I can only assume they started drunk talking Mason’s ears off.

Hearing us walking out. He raising to his feet. “Are we done? Can we leave now?!” His eyes pleads for us to go home.

Ahh poor Mason my boy. I walked over to hug him. And he hardly hugs me back. I peel away to see him avoid my eyes. “What’s wrong?”

He mumbles as he steps back and shrugs his shoulders at me. My mouth gasp in shock. What the hell! He’s never like this.

“Ohh, You know Mason found your little white lace gift.” My eyes widen in full shock. Mason’s eyes glue to the floor. I tighten my lips but couldn’t help but laugh. Then Travis begin to laugh with me. Agh how I wish to see Mason’s face.

“Both of you f**k off. I hate you.” His head snaps up to finally look at us. Making Travis and I laugh more.

“Alright no more.” I chuckle. I pat his cheeks. Glancing at the girls. I can see Connie had too much. I grab her keys from her purse and place them in Mason’s hand.

He gives me a mug look. “No man. Come on.” He pouts.

“She can’t drive. I’ll have a room set on your floor.” Mason pouts more. And I flash my lashes at him. Didn’t take long for him to give in. Deep down I know I owe him for this.

Not long after. In one piece and two drunk girls. We made it back home. The last few days away had me missing home so much. This was my safe place now. Didn’t take long before everything started to seep back in. Railing through it all. My chest clench in and I try not to look the part.

“I have some work to do with Mason. So I’ll see later tonight.” I nod half hearted.

“I just have to let the witches know of the news. Among other things then I’ll go to bed. It’s been long.” I exhale deeply.

“Alright babe. Rest okay.” He kisses my head and begins walking off with Mason.

My smile drops quick. Looking around to see no one paying me any minds. I head to the woods to get away. I go as deep as I can. Making it to the split tree trunk. I sit right between it. Taking some breaths in and out. Trying to calm down all my emotions that crashed over.

As my weeping grew. I cuddle my body. Clawing my nails into my skin. I feel the blood seep out the deeper I go. Yet, It didn’t surpass my pain. All the hurt and failures I had equal to the lifetime I’m meant. I begin to clench down my jaw tight. I pray silence prayers of my pain. Feeling shame and hurt take over its max. I couldn’t open my eyes.

Then out of no where. A hand lands on my shoulder. My own crying blocked out any noise. I didn’t hear him follow me. Nor approach me until he called my name.

Mason

I ask a Delta to carry Connie’s drunk ass up. I had enough with her the whole car ride here. I don’t need her throwing up on me on the way up to her room. The Delta lifted up her half-asleep body away.

“Ugh, what a headache that girl is.”

Travis nudge me. “Let’s go.”

We head off. I turn to nod at my sister who was fidgeting with her fingers. Something told me not to leave her. After a few steps, I turn back to see her heading into the woods. Even though she said she was heading to the witches. You didn’t need to go through the woods.

“Something’s wrong. Liv is not okay.” Oliver say.

“Um Travis?” He hums to me. “I forgot I have to do something right now. Can I meet you up a bit later. I won’t be long.” I try to hide my concern. But I don’t think it worked.

He looks pass me. And I’m not sure if he saw her or felt what she’s feeling. He just nods at me. “No rush man.”

He goes on without me. While I take off after her. I try not to seem suspicious. So I walk. I don’t see her. I hear, and smell her though. So that’s what I use to find her.

And once I did. I see her in an heart broken state. And I recall Travis telling me she hadn’t spoken about Luminis or Meredith. Which means one thing.

“She needs her brother.”

The slightness of her cries makes Oliver whimper in all the sympathy over the years. All the hurt and pain we couldn’t protect her from. Each time we had to heal her. Glue her back together.

I place a hand on her shoulder once I reach the tree. “Elizabeth?” I say in a whisper.

She flags me away at first. I walked around the tree. Kneeling before her. She shook her head at me. “I’m fine. I’m fine Mason. Go back to work.”

“You know I can’t walk away when you’re like this.” I reach for her hands. Only for her to pull away and wipe her tears.

I look down to see blood on her arms. I gasp as I yank them towards me. “Elizabeth Marshall!”

She pulls. And her damn vampire strength won. “I’m fine. I’ll heal.” She stood up. Taking deep breaths. She turns to plaster a fake smile on for us. We are very aware of how she can hide her pain. “See. I’m all good. I’m always good Mason. I just. I just needed a moment to myself. It hasn’t been an easy week.”

“Hey.” I head towards her. “Don’t do that. Not us. Okay.”

“I’m fi..”

“No you’re not. And that’s okay. We all can’t be strong all the time. But I be damn to let you handle this pain on your own.” She shakes her head and grabs her arms. “You hear me. You are not alone Elizabeth. So talk.”

Just then her lips tremble. “Oh Mason.” She cried. And I hold her for God knows how long until she can talk to us. I rub circles on her back. That usually calms her down.

“Do you remember what I told you the day you confessed in me about the coven. How you told me all the scary darkness you felt and all. You remember what I said?” I asked her.

Liv lift her head. Staring me in the eyes. “How can I forget. We were just kids. But you sounded so much older. You became not just my safety blanket. You became my protective brother. You were and still are my person.”

We share a light chuckle.

“I told you. To never deal with anything alone ever again. With any dark feeling you have. Any pain or doubt, whatever it is. You come to me. You give it to me. I’ll take it all, I’ll do whatever is needed to keep you safe and see that cricket smile again. Because I will always be here for you. I’ll hold your hand. And punch anyone on the way.” I cup her cheek. Making a tear fall down. “You are free now. I’ll always have you and you will always have me. To hell with anyone else.” Reciting my 9 year old self.

“And you have always lived up to your promises. You have always kept that smile. You never left my side.” She croaks.

“Why would I ever want to leave one of the most amazing person to ever come to my life. Beside you have always been there for me too. You’re the first person I come to. You were the first girl I said I love you to. And when you said how proud you are to me in ever task I done in my life. It makes me beg Goddess to never screw up our friendship, ever.” I dip my head down. “You know why?”

“Why?”

“I’ll be damn if I do.” I say.

“How did I get so lucky to have you Mason? You and Oliver have save me many times. Aren’t you two tired?” She asked us.

I let an ease breath out. “Never.”

And finally. Her eyes looked up to me. They’re red but there’s that glare in them. A small bit of pain she kept. Her body calms as I know she’s about to confine in me about her sister. She tells me all of what happen. All the s**t Meredith said.

“I feel like I just keep on failing. More others than myself. No matter how hard I try again, I don’t seem to win.” She swallows her lump. “I keep losing and losing. And I don’t know how much more I can take. I have just fail in everything. Every possible way, I have fail.”

“Look. I know with dinner last night. Us yelling didn’t help. And I’m sorry.” Stupid drunk me.

“No you’re fine.”

“But you can’t force people to move on. Or stay in your life. I don’t understand Meredith’s reason. But if she can’t see pass the past and fight for your future relationship. Then don’t waste your energy. It’s not worth it.” I tell her. She hides a sob.

“I really tried Mason. I thought this time. That now that. We’re not kids and mother and father aren’t around. I thought we can be sisters again but I was wrong and the things she said. It just.. she blames me.” Her eyes watered up again.

“You don’t know the pain when you look in the eyes of your own twin sister. Who hates you. Like pure hatred.” Her chest almost collapsed. “I can’t help but feel the same about myself.”

I know Liv has been through a lot of s**t. The family that’s suppose to love her and all. Had only broken her in more ways you can think of. I mean, who does that to a child. A f*****g child. No one understood how hard it was for her to heal after all that. For her to just come out her bubble was a big step. And even as we grew up, I saw her fall back into those moments. She also blames herself, because she was told relentlessly as a kid that it was her fault. It took so long to make her believe she deserves good. And with all this stuff, I understand why she feels depress. It’s just Meredith push her more. That’s what I hated. I couldn’t stand the way Liv was being treated. Liv shouldn’t be here crying in pain. I hope Meredith spends the rest of her life hating herself for this. She gave up her sister over their mother.

She grabs my hand and squeeze it. “It’s not your fault. You hear me. It’s not your fault. Meredith is a big girl who made her choice. So don’t you ever for a second think it’s you. It’s her. It’s all of them.”

“She’ll regret that choice too. They all will. f*****g morons!”

“I didn’t want to go through this again Mason. It was too much the first time. I don’t want to keep being a burden in everyones lives.” She says.

I wipe her eyes. “You’re not a burden. I know it was hard the first time. But it all turn out okay. It’s gonna hurt again. Maybe even worst because you found her after all this time. But you’ll be okay. You got it.”

She huffs in the air. Looking up. “I just want to stay happy for once. Is that so much to ask?”

“No Liv. It’s not. It’s just hard to keep. But let those go if they want to. Make room for those who want to stay.”

“As long as you and Oliver keep your promises. I think I’ll be fine. I’ll try. I’ll keep trying.” She smiled.

“Hey. There’s that smile.” I bring her head to my chest. Kissing it. “We always got you sis. Always.” She hugs me tightly. And I felt just like we were 9 again.

“You know. I wish you wouldn’t leave me. You have Sarah now. First Travis and now Sarah! Why you leave me Liv?” I joke.

Liv smacks my arm and grin a widen smirk. “You guys are idiots. But you two get me better.”

“Hell yeah we do.” I say loud and proud.

“Can you stay here with me for a bit. As my brother. Hold me until the pain goes away and I can face the world again?”

I poke her cheeks. And she wiggles her head away. “Just come here.”

And I do as she ask. I took her into my arms. Holding her so hard. I thought I’ll never have to do this again. I hate to see her like this. But when she needs me I’ll always come to running. So we stayed until it was time to face the world again. The big cruel f*****g world.