Chapter 30

White. White. White.

That's the only color, if you could even say it's a color, that covered everything. People rushed in and out of the room I was standing in. Some fixing and arranging the silk and cotton that covered my skin and left a long 10 foot trail behind me. Others took powders and liquids to decorate my eyes, lips, and cheeks, all the while one person pinned my hair into an elegant curly cascading bun and clipping flowers into the curls and lastly finishing with the veil that sits atop my head covering my face.

A loud knock on the door takes everyone's attention as all of our heads swing towards the direction the noise came from. Immediately everyone that was tending to me and my attire left the room in a flash but also not forgetting to bow in submission to the man standing in the doorway. I shake my head and turn towards the full body mirror looking at my reflection and seeing his figure in the top corner.

"You know it's bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding right?" I say trying to sound serious but end up laughing a little.

"That's just a myth" he says as he he stalks towards my direction. Warm hands find their way to my hips as he places his chin in the crook of my neck. I lean back and tilt my head to the side reveling in the blissful feeling. I watch as my eyes flash through the veil between my normal emerald eyes to an electrifying violet.

"What am I?" I question while staring into my changing eyes until the settle to the normal green.

"Beautiful" he replies and I see his cheeky grin from behind me in the mirror. I give him a serious glance while playfully rolling my eyes.

"Now's not the time to be romantic Ronan" I tell him while turning around so I face him. He goes to reach up and move the veil but I am quick to slap his hand away.

"Not yet mister" I warn him.

"Come on I say we practice a little bit" he grins cheekily.

"Plus it's our wedding day it's the perfect time to be romantic" he adds as he takes my hand in his bringing it up to his lips and leaving a gentle kiss. Sparks ignite across my skin leaving my body in contentment. I smile at the small gesture.

"Seriously though what am I? Why do my eyes flash between green and violet?" I question.

"You're immortal" he replies.

"So what? Am I like you?"

"Not entirely" he pauses lifting my wrist to my eye level. He runs his fingers over my popping veins, making shivers course down my spine.

"You see when I bit you it was a marking bite. My venom runs through your veins, not tainting it, but more of coexisting with your blood. It gives your body energy that it can't normally find. It's strengthen every system in your body without having to become a full blood vampire" he explains.

"So what your saying is I'm part vampire but still human?"

"Well if you put it in that terms then yes. You are half vampire, half human. You still live as you would a human, no diet changing or anything just heightened abilities like a vampire."

"Are there others like me?" I wonder.

"There was. My great great grandmother. She was the first prophecy born human and into slavery and my grandfather born Pureblood" he says.

"How does that even work? Being half vampire, half human?" I ask.

"It has to do with your blood. You were born as the prophecy so therefore your body is immune to the changing and rather accepts the venom as an energy source to heighten your human abilities. So for example, vampires need blood in order to survive and get strong, where as for you your body feeds off the venom letting you live a normal life" he finishes.

"And the changing of my eyes?"

"The violet is the energy source that courses through your body from the venom. It's a trait of our family. The rare violet gives us some abilities of a witch, like moving objects without having to touch them, and you've witnessed it before." My mind travels back to the time that he was able to throw marbles without even having them in his grasp.

"Also the violet in our eyes pop out when we are feeling a strong emotion, like anger or lust" he whispers. I can see through the veil that his eyes have darkened and there swirling around in his iris is the electric violet. After a couple blinks his eyes returned to there normal ocean blue.

"Will I have any of those abilities?" I ask a little in fear.

"No, your not a full blood. The violet is just the color from the venom" he responds. I sigh in relief. A loud banging rapes the door and draws our attention to it. A voice from the others side speaks up.

"Ronan come on! I know your in there, your going to be late to your own wedding!" An eagerly Bryce exclaims through the wood.

"Oh relax I had to come see my bride!" Ronan intervenes.

"Well hurry up they're about to start! Everyone's waiting for you! You still have to get ready man!" Bryce replies continuing beating the door.

"Ronan you can fuck her and complete the mate bond tonight! Right now we have a wedding to hold! SO MOVE IT!" Lia screams while barging in through the doors and grabbing Ronan by his arm to finish him getting ready.

"Ci vediamo presto il mio amore" he says through his rich accent while Lia pulls him through the door and shuts it behind them.

I turn back to the mirror. The gown hugged my curves giving me a delicious hour glass figure. Pearls and lace littered the dress beautiful giving it an elegant and modest look. I smiled at my physique happily at how amazing those people made me look. I rub my slightly sweaty hands together and pick up the bouquet of flowers awaiting for my hold on one of the chairs and wait for my cue.

As if on point the sound of an organ rumbles throughout the building. The doors behind me scarp against the ground as they open and I take one more glance in the mirror as I turn away. This is it. I walk towards the exit in small steps. Once clear of doorway I'm taken back by the spectacular view.

Everything looked beyond beautiful. Flowers and lights and gems lit up the room all around as a white carpet sprawled narrowly between the rows of benches. White ribbons decorated the ends of each row and each one connected with delicate beads. This was a dream wedding. Everything I could of ever wished for as a young girl when my life was normal and carefree. It's crazy to think how much my life has changed one day I was 13 years old playing hide and seek with my little brother and in a flash the world I once knew changed. I ran the past 5 years of my life in hiding and ended up being split up with my family and sent to be a slave to the creatures that cause my horrid life. Now here I am marrying the most powerful one of his kind that I've spent a good portion of my life despising.

I clench harder on the bouquet of my flowers as my nerves start to rise with all the unfamiliar faces staring as I make my way to the altar. My eyes flash between all of their expressions. Some filled with happiness and joy others full of confusion or disgust. Until my eyes fall on the people I couldn't be anymore happier to see alive and well. My mom had tears filled in her eyes and my dad had his arms around her while he give me loving smile. My brother gave me a toothy smile as he waved his hand excitedly in the air to me.

After I woke up Ronan and I told me parents about us and the prophecy. At first they were very cautious especially my father. He may or may not have threatened the King of Purebloods not to hurt his beloved daughter or he will and I quote 'put his head on a platter'.

Walking further down my eyes meet the ground these heels making it almost impossible to walk and with my dress being extra long with a trail makes it even harder not to trip and fall flat on my face.

Once finding a rhythm in my steps and having more confidence in being able to walk I look up and meet my gaze with Ronan. My breath hitched in my throat at the pure sight of him. From head to toe he was dressed in a perfect suiting tuxedo. His hair slightly disheveled and pushed back. His eyes glistened as they appeared darker and I could see a hit of the electrifying purple circling around in his irises. He looked at me in pure admiration and love and I reflected the same.

As I got to the altar Ronan took my hand in his instantly sending warm shivers across my skin. I look down slightly as my cheeks redden still not use to the pleasant feeling and still can't believe all of this is happening. Here I am standing with the most powerful creature I could know and here I am one of the weakest beings but fate has destined us together and I couldn't be any happier.

I don't pay much attention to the priest's words my eyes are too busy trained on the one I'm about to spend the rest of my life with. Glancing down at his lips they look slightly plumper and I can't wait until I can taste them against my own. I'm caught off from my 'sinful' thoughts by the sound of Ronan clearing his voice. I look back up to his eyes and see him giving me a sly smirk since he caught me staring and can most likely sense my thoughts since I'm an open book.

The priest continues his words and speaks of our vows to each other.

"I do."

The man says the vows again directed towards me.

"I do."

I smile happily my eyes sparkling with joy and Ronan smiles with his pearly whites.

"You may kiss the bride."

Ronan lifts his hands to either side of my face. Tenderly his fingers caress my cheeks as the loop around to the back of my neck and pull me closer towards him. Our eyes flutter close as the distance between our lips gets smaller and smaller until they connect in a bliss. His lips move against mine in sync enveloping each other in passion and love. Soon enough the kiss is broken since we have a crowd so we have to keep it somewhat PG.

Throughout the rest of the wedding I spent a lot of time catching up with my family and dancing around with Grey. I earned a lot of 'congratulations' and many compliments on my attire and far more wishes for a bright future for Ronan and I.

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At the end of the night I find myself laying on now Ronan and I's bed with nothing but my birthday suit on while he hovers over me lustfully. He gives me delicate kisses on every sensitive part of my body making my body heat up extremely as if flames were covering my skin.

"Are you sure your ready? I don't want to rush you if you're not ready" he asks sincerely.

I nod my head as I bring his lips down to mine. He rests in between my legs without breaking the kiss and teasing me in the process. I hitch my hips up to motion for him to do it now. Our sweet kiss turned into a heated make out session as I suck on his bottom lips and slightly tug on it with my teeth earning a throaty growl from him as he pushed himself into me. At first it hurt a lot but after a couple more slow thrusts and Ronan whispering sweet nothings into my ear the pain diminished and was complete pleasure.

His pace quickened up as his thrusts got harder sending me into a sensual frenzy. I was reaching my climax and he was too as his kisses became sloppy his mind too indulged in lust. In minutes we both reached our climax and he laid on his back next to me. He pulled me into his chest our naked bodies molding against each other as our sweats mingled together. He lays a chaste kiss on my forehead while I lazily close my eyes.

"Funny to think that I was once A Pureblood slave. Your slave to be exact" I chuckle as I snuggle closer into his body, his body giving me warmth.

"Yeah and now your my wife and A Pureblood Queen."