Time goes by and I watch myself as my mother and the one who designed it help me to place the dress. I look at my reflection in the mirror and I don't find a happy woman. So, I swallow hard and try to smile.“It's a beautiful dress.” says my mother.“I followed the directions of the drawing.” says the designer and I look at her confused.“What did you say?“Mr. Evaniff brought me a drawing made by a little girl, it was you, wasn't it?” curious question.“That drawing…“It's one of the most precious things about your father.” my mother says and I smile, feeling my eyesight getting clouded by the accumulated tears.An eight-year-old girl appears in my mind, with her white dress and her hair perfectly combed, I see the little girl coloring something on a drawing sheet.The emotion of how to do something that I liked, makes me smile in the same way and in my mind I

My father starts giving me all the advice on how to be a good woman for both my husband and me. He tells me how important this day is for everyone in the pack and I try not to think about all the guilt. “Everything will be amazing, the decoration of the living room, shows how big the wedding will be and how two amazing alphas are going to unite their lives, their projects and their good wishes in a relationship where everything will be fine.” says my father holding my hand with emotion. “Why are you so sure? “You are my most precious treasure, Rain. I would never give you to a man who does not deserve you. In order to accept this marriage, I not only thought of the best for the pack, if not, if I was handing you over to a good man, Marcelo Belmonte is a benevolent alpha. >> His pack describes him as someone helpful and I have been proofing of how helpful he can be. So, even though I give you away and because of that, you will start having your o

My life passes through my eyes and how would the life of my children and mine be if my now fiancé rejects me, as well as, if he accepts it. So, the worry that I had tried not to pay attention to, comes recharged.The fear invades me because I am about to get married and there is no way to delay this, even if I am pregnant with someone else. My father walks beside me towards the salon where my wedding will be and I try not to run away.After all, even if it doesn't seem appropriate for me to get married without telling her that, I also can't back down for the sake of myself and my babies. 'You've got yourself in big trouble, Rain and you're going to get someone else in trouble for it.’ I tell myself mentally.Although I have told myself many times why I do it and that even if it looks selfish, I do it for the greater good, guilt does not let me rest. The steps are getting heavier and heavier for me and because of that, I swallow hard and stop my

With the intervention of my father, we took the prudent distance, so, the tension between the two, disappears. But, it increases when my brothers are with their murderous looks, ready to finish with that man who played with me and very dirty.“I don't know what it is you want, but, you thought wrong if you thought you were going to make fun of my sister and get out of this alive.” says Sergey taking Lake by the neck.“Do you really want to cause an unnecessary war?” asks smiling Lake.The tension that was only due to looks full of anger, is complicated more by feeling the scent of wolves that are not from the pack. That's why, firm footsteps are heard and even, several werewolves come out from parts where no other members of my pack should be.“This is an incredible day to die, isn't it?” says a smiling man, with his gun in his hand and another on his hip.‘What if it's just a theater she's created to cancel the wedd

In the situation I'm in, I don't know if it's possible to get out quickly, but I have to. I need to get out of here for my babies. Even if it's her father who's going to kill me, I have to get out of here alive.“Who would have thought, Rain? After having such a wonderful time when we pretended to be only human, now we want to kill ourselves by showing our true nature.” says Lake.“It seems that the evil of humans is nothing compared to the generational hatred between packs.” I say, while I bring my hand to my belly.‘So, will my babies be in the middle of that pack hate?’ I ask myself mentally.“It's true, or maybe, the love we promised each other to give wasn't that, if not, a simulacrum of feelings.” Lake says and I smile.“It says who was unfaithful to me. Tell me something, Lake, how many fiancées do you really have? Because by that time, I was your girlfriend and as a werewolf, I wa