The Alpha’s Rejected And Broken Mate
Chapter 41

Sophie POV

It was chaos. That was the only word I would use to describe it. The room had clothes strewn everywhere and Luna Marian was being her usual patronizing self. "Have you got your makeup on? It's difficult to tell" she said, peering at me.

I try not to roll my eyes. After all, she's going to be my mother In-law after today.

"I have light makeup on, I didn't think it needed to be caked on" I said calmly, turning towards my mother who was currently struggling with her own dress.

"You look lovely dear" my mother objected, finally in her little blue dress, her heels a plain white. She looked stunning, with her golden hair and blue eyes. It really suited her.

Amber was quiet and pensive in the corner of the room and I felt bad that I hadn't really had time to speak to her much today. I did, however, have a surprise for her and I rummaged through the closet, withdrawing a box which I produced for her with a flourish. She looked at me confused. "For you", I said softly, smiling at her.

She takes hold of the box with shaking hands and opens it, letting out a small gasp of shock. I watched her reach in and pull out the dress, a beautiful woodland green color that would go beautifully with her red hair.

"It's gorgeous" she says in wonder, as Luna Marian comes over to take a look, a displeased expression on her face.

"It's certainly lovely, but aren't you worried she'll upstage you" she exclaims, turning to me.

I shook my head. "I want Amber to look beautiful today. She'll only make me look lovely, I'm sure of it. Besides, as the bride, all eyes would be on me. I have nothing to worry about" I say firmly as Amber reaches over and gives me a hug, her eyes sparkling with happiness.

"Thankyou" she breathes, turning away and beginning to put the dress on. It's a lovely gown that gathers on one shoulder and gathers tightly at the bodice before flowing down to her ankles. It also fit perfectly, I noted with some relief, as I had to guess her size. "You need to get into your dress dear" said Luna Marian.

To be fair, I was still standing in my lacy white underwear and bra, saving getting into my dress until the last possible moment.

Then Luna Marian glances at her watch. "I'm sorry" she exclaims a little wildly "but I have to go and start greeting the guests. There's a lot of Alpha and Luna's attending this wedding" she shrills.

Thank god. I wasn't sure how much more I could take of her company. I heave a big sigh of relief as she reaches over and hugs me, before darting out the door.

"Mother" I asked, "would you mind helping me?"

She smiles and helps me take the dress out of the closet. Amber watches, a broad smile on her face and I feel a fresh wave of guilt. How can she be so forgiving? So compassionate towards me and I didn't feel like I deserved it. I felt butterflies in my stomach. Any minute now and I would be walking down the aisle, towards my future husband. A husband who had forgiven me for the worst lies and transgressions. Another person who was more forgiving than I had expected them to be. Amber POV

God Sophie was nervous. You could tell just by looking at her. I was so surprised when she handed me the new dress, having prepared myself to wear the terrible pink concoction she had me try on before. But we're becoming a bit closer now as sister's and I appreciate the gesture, loving the dress I was now wearing, which gathered at my shoulder and then my bodice and then flowed down to my ankles. The color was a beautiful dark emerald woodland green that reminded me of the forest and it made my red hair stand out even more.

I watched in awe as mother helped Sophie into her dress, careful not to wrinkle it. The mermaid-style gown really suited Sophie and it showed off all her curves, not to mention her skin was glowing. I felt happy for her, but a small part of me was jealous and envious that she was marrying the love of her life, my ex-boyfriend to be exact, while I would be marrying a complete stranger. There would be no happy ending for me, but Sophie would get her happily ever after. I also hoped that Darius would take care of my sister and treat her right, despite the lies she had told him. From what I could gather, Sophie had actually come clean to him and Darius had wanted to marry her anyway!

The sounds of music can be heard in the house and mother looks at both of us, thrusting bouquets into our arms. "Hurry" she urges, and we hastily make our way downstairs, standing at the front door which mother opens.

"Goodluck" I whispered to Sophie, adjusting my heels slightly.

She hugs me. "You too" she sniffs.

"Don't cry, you'll ruin your makeup" I teased, and she let out a small giggle.

"Go, Amber, you're up" my mother hissed.

I began to walk down the aisle of seats on the grass, in time to the music, alone, all the way up to the archway of roses, where Darius stood watching me, going to the opposite side of him. I watched his eyes widen and turn to look, to see that Sophie was making her way down the aisle. That wasn't the only thing that caught my eye though. As I looked over at the guests, I noticed HIM and wondered what on earth he was doing here. Darius POV

I stood there impatiently, waiting for this wedding to begin. The minister was standing there, waffling on as I pretended to listen. Amber was the first to make it out, and I watched the girl that I once thought I was in love with make her way down the aisle, looking absolutely stunning in a green dress that made her red hair stand out, gleaming in the sunshine. She makes her way alone, looking determined and takes her place opposite me. I mouthed the words 'you look beautiful to her' and saw her give me a small nod and smile of acknowledgement.

I turned around and my eyes widened, my heart pounding wildly in my chest. There's Sophie, looking gorgeous in her white dress, holding onto her father's arm as he walks her down the aisle. I'd never seen her look so beautiful and, to my shock, I felt tears pricking the corners of my eyes. She was mine, I thought suddenly, possessively, as she stopped to give her father a peck on the cheek, before joining us at the altar, so to speak, beneath the archway of roses. I move, to stand beside her, both of us facing the minister, who promptly clears his throat.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today, to witness the union between Darius and Sophie." The minister began in a monotone. I barely listened to his words, too busy staring down at the gorgeous creature besides me, feeling all my breath catch in my chest. I took hold of her hand, noticing that she was trembling, and squeezed it, trying to give her what little comfort I could. I'm rewarded with the most brilliant smile as a result. God, why was this taking so long? I was having trouble paying attention, thinking about Sophie and how our wedding night might go.

Thankfully, nobody objects to the union, although I suspect no one would have the nerve to with my mother glaring at all the guests, daring them to even try. Finally, I hear the word's I've been waiting for.

"You may now kiss the bride."

I gather Sophie gently to me as she tips her face upwards, leaning down and kissing her softly on her pale plush lips, feeling tingles run down my spine. She gives a little moan and my tongue darts inside her mouth, tasting her sweetness, caressing her tongue as the guests watch, feeling myself becoming aroused. She was so delicate, yet strong at the same time, her arms wrapping around my neck and not letting go.

I hear the sound of a throat clearing. "Ahem" says her father loudly, as we reluctantly pull apart "perhaps save that for your wedding night", he says rather pointedly as I grin sheepishly at him.

The guests all laugh while my mother looks like she wants to face palm herself, looking a tad embarrassed by my actions. I grin unrepentantly at her.

"Yes" my mother says calmly, getting up from her seat and addressing the guests, lots of them from other packs. "If you would like to go to the reception, it is further up the grounds in the large marquee. Help yourself to food and drinks and we will join you all shortly" she said pleasantly.

The guests take the hint and begin to get up from their seats, offering congratulations as they pass by. Amber, I notice, stays back where she is, her guard Thomas appearing from no where to stand directly behind her. I scowl at him. I wish there was something I could do to help Amber, but her father was a real piece of work and wouldn't listen to reason. Add the fact my parents disliked her and my hands were tied. Which was a real shame, because she deserved so much better than being treated like this. I really hope that she marries a nice man, but considering her father, even that's not likely. Her father is such a bastard.

"Sophie" exclaims my mother, cooing, "that was a lovely wedding and you look beautiful, my dear."

My father nodded. Her mother and father, I notice with a frown, are standing apart from one another, as though not wanting to be near each other at all.

"Thank you" Sophie says in a quiet voice, holding onto my hand for dear life, "but is there any chance we can have some privacy?" she asks, "we'll join you all at the reception in just a minute."

My mother gives a nod, her eyes sparkling and takes hold of Clarissa's hand, tugging her with her. My father falls into step with Beta Mathew and begins to walk towards the reception slowly.

Amber goes to walk away but stops and hugs Sophie profusely, first and then me. "Congratulations" she whispers, blinking back tears "I'm happy for you both."

God, I feel like a right bastard.

She walks away, her guard following behind in her footsteps.

Sophie and I looked at each other. She lets out a long exhale. "Thank god, I just needed a minute to breathe" she says.

I lean down and capture her lips again, one arm snaking around her waist. She falls against me and I grip her tightly, kissing those sweet lips of hers as though I'm drowning. Her arms go around my neck again and she moans, giving me access to her mouth, which I quickly take, my tongue touching hers and caressing it. God, she tastes so delicious, like honey. I never want to let her go, but I do, reluctantly pulling back.

She looks like she's slightly dazed, touching her lips with a trembling hand, her eyes wide. "Darius I" she begins, and I quickly put up a hand.

"Today is our day, let's not ruin it with regrets", I tell her quietly and she stops, giving me a nod. "You look beautiful, by the way. Like a goddess."

"Thank you."

She gives a small squeal as I bend down and lift her into my arms, wriggling slightly and causing my c**k to switch as a result. I inhale sharply. "Don't test me", I growl, and she stops.

"You don't have to carry me" she protests, laughing.

"Oh I do" I told her, "and if you think this is bad, just wait until tonight when we're on our honeymoon."

She looks nervous now. It's adorable.