CHAPTER 19
TYSON
"Is she going to be killed?"
Collette asked as she tied the lilac rope on my neck which glittered its beauty.
"I don't know, but we'll know if the elders will show up. They don't take things lightly and this time around, Mum won't even have a say."
"At least, she will be punished," Marcella added spitefully.
I felt her pain but I wondered why she had to come when I warned her not to, standing here and watching me dress up for my wedding.
I was supposed to get married to her, not that scumbag.
"Exactly. That's why I'm not saying anything until it's time for the bonding and mating rites. I'll use that as an excuse to find who she truly is and make sure she's being disgraced to the core."
"I doubt Mum will allow that." Collette sighed.
"Why? And how? She's going to see that her plaque is being broken. She's going to face a consequence too, so it's going to affect her and make her detest Zenevieva for being careless."
"Really , I hope so. Cause I think we should go for a plan B. Just in case that doesn't work out, we use the next plan to bring her down totally."
Collette insisted and I saw the meaning of what she was saying.
"But there's nothing we can hold against that rogue, I don't even want to go near her to ask anything, she detests me like a curse."
"Same here, I think she's cursed. I can't believe I'm watching you get married to her finally."
Marcella yelled and a tear dropped on her cheek.
"You think this is fun for me too, I told you to understand! Stop acting selfishly. You and I know how important the throne is to us."
"Oh..you think I'm being selfish." She flared up, her anger brewing up and I sighed.
"At some point Marcella, you're letting your feelings take over."
"Okay guys, that's enough!!" Collette yelled.
"I want to talk about trashing that curse out and you both arguing and crying, you think that will solve it?
Look, it's either you get your shit together and think so you would stay together or you do nothing and she would wield her way permanently, surrogate or not surrogate!"
I blew out my breath and sat down.
She was right, we need to do something.
Marcella wiped her tears and my heart tugged. I knew she was mad and she couldn't help it but what needed to be done needed to be done.
The a knock on the door and everyone looked up
"Come in."
A guard came in and bowed.
"Your mum requested for you, the wedding ceremony has already started "
He said and bowed.
"Fine, get out."
"I need to head out now. I'll do my part out there, so make sure you do yours" I threw a glance at Marcella.
"Just be fine." She nodded.
I stared at my reflection in the mirror and sighed.
My looks don't deserve what I'm about to get married to, I'm a perfection with flawless features naturally crafted in me.
I can't believe I will get married to a nincompoop.
Ugh!
I tried to take a step to the door and the door barged open with force.
Fuck!!
Mum.
"Really?"
"I was already out mum."
"For how long? Wait…did you plan on keeping your bride waiting? Are you mad!" She thundered and I bowed in apology. Heaven knows how I badly want to avoid her today.
She threw a glance at Marcella and gasped.
"So you were with her at your wedding and bonding ceremony Tyson? She was the reason why you dragged the time till this minute, waiting for his royal majesty to finally crawl out like a snail. What did I say about her?" She yelled, her body troubled with rage and disgust.
"Mum please, not today. Let's go."
"I didn't delay Tyson , My Luna. I knew how much this meant to him "
Slap! It was sent to Marcella’s cheeks.
"Mum!" Collette and I gasped.
"Have I told you never to speak back at me? You keep acting like a shameless slut when you have your mate!!
I will hang you if I see you near my son after his wedding, get out!!"
Mum yelled and my knuckles twisted hard ready to punch anything.
I watched Marcella sniff and scramble out before my mum descended on her again.
No way I would keep tolerating this.
I would be crowned today!
And I'm giving every one of her attitude back to that favorite rogue of hers, she won't only be hanged but burned.
She turned to me.
"Go out now, we need to start the rites!"
She said and stormed out.
I looked at Collette and she gave me an assuring nod before stepping out of the room.
As colorful and bright as the day was, mine was dark and full of anger, vengeance, and power.
It's going to be brutal for my so-called wife today.
The crowd was a massive one and the most fanciest setting I've ever seen
The priestess sat alongside my parents and all the elders. If the clan were present, the crowd was so filled up and dignitaries from other packs were present too.
I sighed and rested my back in relief when a loud melodious sound was played as the bride came out.
I literally wanted to roll my eyeballs out until she came out.
She was in a red slit gown with diamond petals over her. Her long hair was packed in a pony and tiny flowers were littered on her dangling flowing hair, her skin was milky and flawless and damn!!
Why am I staring too much?
She looked like a fucking goddess.
I'm sorry but I can't help it, her makeup was mild but…she was something else.
"You need to hold my hand and stop staring like an idiot!" She slammed and all the anger that fled came rushing with full force.
She's right.
Everyone was staring at me.
We have to go to the Priestess and my parents for their blessings, while then elders will do some recitation and we'll get crowned.
She looked nervous and I grinned.
"Relax, don't get all excited. Enjoy it while it lasts."
A very annoying snort followed and I was forced to restrain my hands from slapping her.
"Tonight a very beautiful and chosen couple, I would like An…"
"Wait!!" I cut the Priestess off.
"I would like to say something before we proceed."
Zenevieva gasped and all eyes focused on me.