7

SIN

I tugged at my tie again as she stepped closer to me.

I clenched my hands into a fist and gritted my teeth as my body began to react to her.

I wanted to get this over with. The ceremony and all. But, the priest and everything seemed slow all of a sudden.

If given the opportunity, I would dart out of the cathedral without a second thought. I didn't care if I would get my mother mad in the process. At least, it would be better than staying next to her.

I was aware werewolves don't control and can't control whom they mate with. Or worst imprint on.

But, I believed I should be able to control mine because I had spent years practising how to control my heightened emotion especially when the full moon was out since I triggered my curse on my eighteenth birthday.

The memory was still fresh in my mind and I was sure it was one of the things I would never forget because it was a part of me now.

"You may kiss the bride."