Chapter 13 Chapter 13) Her elder sister/ Getting married.
For the first time in his life, Alejandro was at a loss for words after being yelled at.
But something was quite confusing. “Your sister? How dare you lie to me? She clearly told me that she was abandoned when she was little”.
Demira froze when she heard what Alejandro said to her.
No one needed to explain anything to her because she already understood that the memory loss that had happened to her must have also happened to her sister.
After all, they were both little pups when that happened.
Was she 6 years old when it happened? Then her elder sister was 8 years old.
“So she lost her memory? Just like me, she never looked for me?”. She said and sounded like the most pathetic being alive.
“Hahaha!!”. She laughed and turned away.
And just as she was walking toward the window, she became lightheaded and fainted, as she was overwhelmed with a wave of emotion which she could not bear.
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Joaken pack,
It was night. The sky was dark blue, and countless stars filled the sky, with some of them twinkling.
Of course, let's not forget the beautiful full moon. This atmosphere was perfect for the day he had been eagerly waiting for.
After patiently waiting for a month, Kayson could finally get married to his one true Luna.
He could have married her sooner than this if only the mourning period of Demira's death had not stretched out to one month. He simply did not understand why his people loved and cherished her more than they cherished or respected him.
And every single time they showed up at her grave one after the other, he convinced himself that he had not made any mistakes by killing her. He was right to kill her, because if he had not killed her, and she became his Luna, all the love of the werewolves, including their respects, were going to fall on her alone.
He could not ever imagine something like that happening under his watch.
The door to the closet opened, and Elora came out looking dashing.
She wore a sparkling blue dress which hugged her body and made her curve become more alluring.
While her face was stunning with only a bit of makeup, and her red hair was styled to the side.
She walked towards Kayson, who was standing by the window.
Each step she took caused a high pitched sound to come from her exclusive black shoes.
When she got over to his side, she embraced him from behind. “Is something bothering you, my alpha”. She whispered to his ear and placed a kiss there. No matter how many times, she never seemed to stop craving him or get enough of him.
‘I should stop overthinking. I can't have Elora getting worried because of me’. He thought, before he turned to her and held her hands.
A smile appeared on his face. Not too big and not too small.
“How can anything bother me when you are right here by my side?”. He said to her, before his eyes shifted to her lips.
Her red lips looked soft and juicy, and it tempted him greatly.
His arm held her waist firmly and brought her close to his body. Then his face leaned closer to hers, as he was about to have a taste of her divine lips.
But she suddenly placed her index finger on his lips before he could kiss her. “Ah, ah, ah. Not too fast, darling. Now you don't want to ruin my makeup, do you? Be patient. I am soon going to be all yours”. She said to him, but her words made him become more desperate to have her.
Though in the end, he had to control himself, because she was right. She was going to be his, and nothing could ever change that or stop that from ever happening.
“Well, it's time. They are waiting for us”. She said to him, and he nodded at her, before he held her hand. And together, while holding hands, they left the bedroom and headed outside the mansion where a beautiful wedding scenario had been put in place, with flowers adorning every single corner, and beautiful shades of light which made the atmosphere look like paradise.
Werewolves had already taken their seats as they waited for the couples to arrive at the scene,
They were soon going to have one whom they were going to call their Luna. But deep down within their hearts they weren't satisfied with such an arrangement.
Up till this moment, they wished that Demira had not died.
That was because they believed that she was the right young lady who ought to be their Luna, and not just the daughter of the man who inflicted every single one of them with a pain they could never forget.
But, what could they possibly do, if not to accept her as their Luna?
After all, they had come to the conclusion that it was not her fault for having such a bastard as her father. Actually, it was something they simply chose to believe.