I Married The Alpha of Alphas

Episode 4

Mason wasn’t lying.

The queen spared no resources in funding the wedding. I was not used to being the center of attention, but with this wedding, I had no choice.

“Let me see you.’’ The door was opened, indicating that someone had entered. I walked out of the changing room, meeting the eyes of the queen. She was standing at the entrance of the room. She closed the door as she came to me.

“Now, you look like a queen.’’ She smiled. I wasn’t comfortable in what I was wearing. I had on a steel boned corset. My wedding dress, longer, bigger and more extravagant, had me feeling like I was another person.

“My son is lucky to have, Jasmine.’’ She came to hug me. I was afraid of smearing my make up. Or her crushing my body. “It feels uncomfortable, doesn’t it.’’ She laughed, she stepped back.

“A Little.’’ We laughed together.

“Here.’’ She took my hand, making me feel her rock hard stomach. “I'm afraid you’ll have to get used to the corsets.’’

We laughed again, I felt a little relieved. She touched my face, making me look at her.

“It’s okay to be scared, darling.’’

“I thought I was hiding it so well.’’ I joked, letting out a breath.

“I’m the queen, nothing gets past me.’’

The past two days have been tiring. I’d spent almost every second of it with the queen, helping pick out plate settings, flowers, even the officiating priest. She wanted me involved in the preparation. She seemed to love and value my opinion.

“Are you ready?’’ She asked, stretching her hand. I took a deep breath, I fought the urge to cry or show emotion.

“How many are downstairs?’’ My curiosity got the better of me.

“There’s about three thousand people waiting in the downstairs hall, outside, however, more than ten thousand have come in attendance to this wedding.’’ That didn’t make me feel any better. “And they’ll all be looking at you.’’ She touched my cheek. I smiled, even though I was so nervous I could collapse.

I shook my head. “I’m ready.’’

The queen helped me into the heels waiting for the carpet. They felt more expensive than my actual wedding dress I wore for my wedding with Alexander. Alexander. I’d forgotten all about him. I wanted to forget. This was my day. I promised myself to do right by Mason and make this work.

Nothing will stop me.

I smiled, as I walked out of the room with the queen. She was holding my hand. Then, at the door, Mason was standing, waiting. He had on a white suit with golden shafs and buttons. There was a lining between his collar which was also golden in color. His fair wasn't slicked back. It fell over his face, some to the sides of his face, yet he looked good. He smiled at me as he opened his hand.

“Ready?’’ I took a deep breath, taking his hand. I shook my head. The queen smiled as she kissed his cheek, then came and kissed the top of my head. “See you downstairs.”

There was a voice that sounded, “Her Majesty the Queen, Luna of All Packs.’’ Then she started walking down the stairs. The large long staircase was filled with frozen glitter. Everything looks like a fairytale. None of it looked real.

I didn’t notice Mason was looking at me, I was busy panicking. He rubbed the back of my hand.

“Everything will be fine. Just follow my lead.’’ I felt cared for. How he and the queen guided me. I didn’t feel like I was alone in any of this.

I took a deep breath, then we stepped forward. We were standing at the top of the staircase. The announcer looked back at us, then he turned to make the announcements. I had butterflies in my stomach, not the good ones. I was so scared. Mason squeezed my hand, calming me.

“ The ones down there are only members of our own pack, then all Alpha’s, betas and their delegates. Nothing to be afraid of. They respect you and they haven’t even met you yet. Don’t be afraid of them. You’re with me, Jasmine.’’

I took in his words, I remained calm.

“Ladies, gentlemen, kin and wolves alike, I present to you. His majesty, the prince, Alpha of Alpha’s, and soon to be Alpha King, Alpha Mason Frostbourne.’’

Mason went off before me, as earlier planned. He walked slowly, waved at the people. Gasps filled the room. But not enough to ignite noise. It was dead silent. I couldn’t really see the people from where I was standing, and neither could they see me.

I watched Mason walk down the stairs, he seemed comfortable with the attention. Maybe because he had enough practice with it. He was used to it.

When he got to the bottom of the stairs, he turned to look up at me. I knew that was my que.

“I now present to you, Jasmine Tate.’’ No other titles were to be given until after we were united. I loved going by just my name. The other titles would make me feel like an imposter, but Mason had made it clear it wasn’t optional.

I was holding both my hands over my stomach, striking the pose the queen taught me. There was a tiny flower purse enclasped around my gloved wrist. I walked down the stairs, slowly, elegantly. One foot after another, eyes focused ahead, and with a smile.

I let go of my fears, it was time to grow up. Time to be a different person. I didn’t look at the crowds, If I did, I would faint. Instead, I kept my eyes trained on Mason. And he was smiling at me.

When I got to the bottom of the stairs, I took his hand, smiling. He and I walked between the seated guests. The numbers were large. My dress was heavy, sweeping against the floor. It wasn’t until all the guests were seated, and we were walking down the aisle, that I gained courage to look at some of the people.

There he was, Alpha Alexander Gregory, with a front row seat to my grand wedding.

How the tables had turned!