Instant Enemies. by Emily Zimmerman. (affordable ebook reader .txt) 📕

I stood at the altar, my wedding dress ruffling in the wind as Damian smiled at me. We were having our wedding behind the pack house, because we wanted to have everyone attend, and with the elders someplace else until no one would recognize them anymore, or wonder why they weren't aging, we couldn't do it at a church. I looked back at Lily with a bright smile, handing her my bouquet of roses.
The man marrying us was one of the elders. We were having the traditional wolf bonding ceremony, which was almost the same as a human ceremony, the only difference was that Damian had to put the same mark that I had on my neck, onto my ring finger. This was done by an ancient ring passed on through generations.
“Now, if you will present the-“ Elder Jonathan was cut off when a scream erupted somewhere in the crowd of wolves.
And everyone sprang into action. I was standing at the altar, unable to move as I everything seemed to slow down. I watched as Paul sneaked up on Damian, trying to scream for him to look out, but all that came out was a dry wheeze. I put my hands to my mouth, tears streaming from my cheeks, watching with horror as my fiancé’s neck was slit open. Paul smiled menacingly at me. He dropped Damian to the ground, and a horrific scream broke from my lips as everything went back to normal. “Damian!” I shrieked. His eyes drained of life, grey and unfeeling, and suddenly he was in my arms. There was no more forest around us, no dirt ground, just a white room. Everyone, even vampires, were staring at us as I rocked him back and forth, my wedding dress covered in blood, running my hands through his hair as I begged him not to leave me, screaming for him to wake up. No one was sad, they all stared…unfeeling.

I was shaking. Screaming Damian’s name. No, someone was shaking me. I opened my eyes to meet the panicked blue eyes of Damian. Relief slammed into me at seeing those eyes, full of life, full of love. It was a dream. A stupid dream. I let out a noise that sounded close to a sob, as I hugged him close to me. “Oh God Damian!” I sobbed.
I knew he’d seen. He’d seen the whole thing, felt every emotion. He cradled me to his chest and rocked me back and forth. “It’s alright now, love. Shh, I’m here.” He whispered.
“You died! You died and I couldn’t stop it!” I sobbed.
“Shh, it’s okay, sweetheart. I’m here, I’ll never leave you.” He promised.
Someone knocked softly on the door, and it opened. “Is everything okay?” Mom’s worried voice asked.
“Everything is fine. Just another nightmare.” He said.
“It’s about time for everyone to wake up. I’ll get breakfast started.” She said softly.
After she left, he lifted my face up, staring fiercely into my eyes. “I love you, so, so much. I promise you, I’ll never leave.” He said.
I sniffed and nodded. “Sorry. This entire thing has just frayed my nerves till the breaking point.” I said, smiling weakly as I wiped the tears from my face.
“It’s okay. Don’t apologize. Paul is an evil bastard who is messing with us all.”
I nodded, swallowing thickly, and pulled his face down, kissing him fiercely. He didn’t object, pulling me closer and running his tongue along my bottom lip, asking for entrance. This surprised me. Damian usually found his way in by making me gasp or moan, he wasn’t one to ask. I opened my mouth for him, and our tongues met in a twist of passion.
I was almost out of breath, so I pulled back, leaning my forehead against his wide chest. His breath was as ragged as mine as he let out a small chuckle. “What was that for?”
“I needed to know you were really here.” I whispered.
I could feel him tense as he sobered. He took my face in both his hands and looked me straight in the eyes. “I’m right here.” He said slowly. “And I’ll never leave you.”
I bit my lip and struggled against more tears that tried to fall. “I know…it’s just…that dream felt so real and-“
“But it wasn’t. It won’t come true. I won’t let you get hurt.” He said.
I wiped my cheeks once again and nodded. “Besides,” He said with a soft smile. “You are going to be Mrs. Villain soon, and we don’t need you to think about that kind of thing.” He said, kissing the tip of my nose.
I let out a giggle, and smiled. “There, that’s better. Now let’s go downstairs and see what we’ve got for breakfast.” He said, and in a second, he hoisted me from the bed and we were across the room.
***
I watched as Damian and Cat came downstairs, hand in hand. Their bond was strong, about as strong – if not stronger – than any other bond I’d ever seen. Cat’s face was red and blotchy, and I knew she’d had another nightmare. She looked…rather happy, though. Aside from the crippling fear and worry that she desperately tried to hide from the others. I could see it, in the way that she glanced out the back door window every so often, almost as if she was expecting them to come out of the forest with claws ready.
Of course, we all expected that.
“Good morning, Cat, Damian.” I said, nodding to them both.
Cat gave me a smiled. “Gabriel.” She greeted.
Damian nodded respectively. He didn’t like my friends and I being here, but he wasn’t going to object to his mate’s wishes. Every male wolf acted like the leader, like he wore the pants in the family, but when it came to their mate…let’s just say resistance was futile. I let out a soft chuckle at that thought, and Cat looked at me inquisitively. “What’s funny?”
I hid my smile and waved it off. “Nothing.”
I could see Damian’s frustration, and I knew he wished he could read my mind. I wasn’t a part of his pack, so the only way he could read my mind was if I let him in through the “outsiders bond.” This, in the history books is the only way a rogue wolf can enter another pack’s borders, unless given permission, as Cat did.
“Gabriel, who is on watch this morning?” Cat asked me, taking a bite of the breakfast her mother set out for us.
“Ah, your father, Kevin, and Gabe.” I said, nodding in thanks as she set a plate down for me as well.
She nodded to herself. “Good. We’ll start training today. My father and Damian will be helping me. And so will you Gabriel, if you don’t mind.” She said, rubbing her temples in obvious exhaustion.
“Of course. Don’t worry; they will be ready for this.” I assured.
“I truly hope you’re right. As for the worrying…well I can tell you that it’s not going to go away.” She muttered.
I sighed, and so did Damian. She was carrying too much weight on her shoulders. Her eyes had dark circles under them, and her face was pale and tired. Her hair was disheveled, pulled back into a messy ponytail. She was a wreck.
“Goodmorning.” Lily said, yawning as she led Riley in. They plopped down, and Riley gave Cat a weak smile.
She smiled slightly back. Their relationship has been strained. She told me a few days ago that they got into a fight about her relationship with Damian. He was being protective over her, because he knew they’d completed the bond. Also, she was stressed, and she snapped at him. They’ve been slowly forgiving each other ever since.
Next to come down was Trevor and Melody. Cat told me that Trevor wasn’t talking to her, but since all this started, they’ve been closer than ever. He greeted Cat, sitting down at the kitchen table and pulling Melody into his lap.
“Damian, I’m going to set things up for training, gather everyone and meet me in the backyard in an hour.” Cat told him after she finished her meal.
“Right.” Damian said, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
She turned to me. “I’m going to need your help with this.”
“Sure,” I said, jumping from the stool.
She looked down and smiled. “Gabriel! You actually have a shirt on for once! I’m so proud.” She teased.
I smiled and chucked her on the chin playfully. “Yeah, I decided a change might be good.” I joked.
We laughed as we left the kitchen, and then we began planning the training session.

Text: This book Is owned by Emily Carolyn Zimmerman(me) and I would appreciate it if you didn't steal it.
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Editing: Emily Carolyn Zimmerman.
Translation: Emily Carolyn Zimmerman.
Publication Date: 09-23-2012

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Dedication:
To my family. Who, even though they haven't read any of this, have supported me from the beginning. And to my brother, whom was my inspiration to start writing.