Chapter 3

Finally my sisters wedding day came, I had to wake up extremely early to do all of my maid of honor duties making sure everything was in order so that nothing could go wrong. I had many plans for everything if anything went wrong today, it was going to be perfect. Who would be a better fit to make sure my sisters day was perfect then her best friend that she is stuck with for the rest of her life.

I put on a knee length black dress with a sliver diamond waist band. I had bought it many years ago but never had a great occasion to wear it until today. My shoulder straps were full of diamonds too, it tied in perfectly instead of looking tacky. I curled my hair and let it cascade down my back. I knew that the wolf pack would be there, that means Paul would be there. I didn't want them to know I was a wolf so I never let my wolf out unless I had too, so the only way that they would know that I was one was by the tattoo on my back that appeared the night my wolf did too. I know I hated Paul but I was not going to let him being near me ruin my day, not that I cared what his feelings were because I didn't care for him any more. This was my sisters day and I was not going to let my drama ruin it.

When I was walking to help my sister get dressed, Asa ran to me and yelled. "This was all your fault. I could have had him but you came back".

I had no idea what she was talking about so I just shrugged and walked into my sisters room. She was wearing a white long dress. It was tight to the waist band and flowed down to the floor. The top half was full of lace. Her hair was full of messy curls. She looked beautiful. I have never seen her like this. So nervous yet so excited at the same time.

The church bell rang and scared me half to death when I was almost done her makeup, so we started to walk down the stairs to the groom. and everyone else waiting to spend this day with us. The bridesmaid didn't get to pick which one of the grooms wingmen to be the ones walking down the aisle with. It was a tradition in our town that the wingmen had to pick a girls name out of a hat. I was nervous to see who I got because I did not even know what boys were the groomsmen. I had been gone to long. I lined up at the front with all the brides behind me because I was the maid of honor. The boys came in and to my disgust Paul came to stand by me I casted one glance at him and very strong pull towards him, I could not place it. It was something I had never felt before. I walked up the aisle with Paul on my arm. It was very uncomfortable for both of us. I personally thought someone rigged it so we would get each other. It was like someone wanted us to be together or someone just wanted us to be in a lot of pain.

The mass ended way to slow.ly, it gave me enough time to think about what is trying to pull me towards Paul. We ate supper in silence and when dancing came we didn't even look at each other. Each thing we did together was was slow and painful, it was like Paul wanted to talk to me but he did not know how to. The night kept dragging on and I spent the entire time watching the clock waiting for the proper time to go home to my warm bed. I never thought the night would end. As soon as we broke apart I looked into his eyes. I felt a pull towards him again but stronger, but like the last time I ignored it because I didn't think it was that big of a deal. I wanted nothing to do with him and that was final. Everything that we had shared feelings, moments had all disappeared in the moment he disrespected me.

When I got to my house I found my room and collapsed on my bed. I didn't care that I was in a dress only the exhaustion that my body felt after the long day. Soon my consciousness drifted off to sleep.

I woke up to freezing cold water splashing onto my tiny body. I got up real fast after that and tackled Kieran my best friend since we were three. God I loved that boy. He was like my bigger brother. He says that he is my protector even though I am way stronger than him. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw all my mascara smudged making me look like a raccoon. Thank god he was the only one that didn't care if I looked my best. I went into the bathroom and changed out of my now wet clothes thanks to him and hopped into the shower. The water was steaming hot just the way I liked it. My black tattoo symbolizing that I was apart of the wolf tribe shone brightly as the water hit it and ran down my body.

After the shower was done I but on a pair of skinny jeans and a baggy sweater. I walked down stairs and smiled as my sister was already dressed and sitting peacefully at the kitchen table with my parents. I soon heard a knock and yelled that I would get it. I walked to the front door and opened it. Paul stood on the other side with a worried look on his face. He soon looked up when he realized that I was at the door. I almost slammed the door in his face.

"Hey Rachel we need to talk about last night" He said with a frown like there was something he wasn't telling me that he should

"What do you want because I was just going for a run" I wasn't really going for a run but I wanted some excuse to get away from him and no one knew that I had shifted because I made sure that everyone couldn't smell me.

"I kinda imprinted on you" he said a little nervously. I literally left my mouth hung open. I could not believe that I was now tied to him for the rest of my life. Great and it was the only person that I wished it wasn't. Is my life cursed or does fate really hate me. No matter who I fell in love with or who I decided to date it would now never be true love because Paul and I were tied forever. That feeling that I had felt yesterday with him was the imprint but I was so strong in my hate that I never even let that be a possibility and now I had to live with the realization that my wants were not as strong as fate.