The sun kept peeping through their window, signaling that it was morning.
The Saturday felt magical as the golden rays from the sun brightened the room.
Chirping birds flew across the window, while the buzzes of vehicles reminded the sleepers that they were closed to the street.
Soft groans escaped out of Jasmine's partner's lips as she tried moving away from him secretly.
They had just spent their first night together after dating for a while.
She arose from the bed, let out a mischievous smile and took a walk to the bathroom.
Hastily, she washed her mouth, staring at the mirror she smiled again and whispered; "It's finally our wedding day".
She paced quickly out of the bathroom and to the window.
Jasmine drew the curtains, exposing a profuse range of rays towards her partner on the bed.
His eyes blinked open gently, while he grumbled at the presence of the radiant light.
Chris took a glimpse of her, monitoring how her fingers approached him. He mumbled for he was still sleepy.
"Come on Chris! Wake up!" Jasmine beckoned on him and then began wiggling him.
"Gosh! Is it morning already?" He asked while he strained his eyes open.
"Of course! We need to get dressed for the occasion" Jasmine proposed.
"Gosh! I feel so weak. Wait a sec!" He commented after taking off the bedspread from his body. "Did we fuck?" he paused and then pointed towards his groin and then hers. "Did we do that thing the previous night?" He suddenly muttered, feeling shy, and biting his lips softly as he realized that he was naked.
Jasmine nodded excitedly and whispered "you unleashed the giant tiger between your legs".
"I did?" He lisped shyly.
"Your balls are massive" she remarked further and placed her palms on her cheeks.
Chris could not believe his ears, he was usually the shy type when it came to making love to a woman.
Sex was the last thing he thought of doing with Jasmine when they got married. However, it seems the did has been done even before the wedding.
He wanted to recall how it happened, but that would only bring back the lustful feeling and the sense of haptics he had undergone.
"So are you human now?" He directed the question to her.
"No, not yet. Only legal marriage can make that happen" Jasmine replied.
"Oh! I see" he mentioned while he stood up from the bed.
He quickly placed his hands upon his limp after recalling he was still naked.
"Ha ha ha!" Jasmine laughed out mockingly and quickly covered her mouth, for her fang was exposed. Unlike other packs, it was impossible for her to control the growth of her fang, so she founds it difficult to laugh out in public.
She relaxed her back on the bed while Chris rushed into the bathroom.
He stared at his fair skin in the mirror. He had dark eyes and a perfect black shaved hair.
Chris wasn't too manly as other girls would say, he wasn't as bold as his occupation would expect him to be? Being a detective wasn't all his idea but his dad's.
He stuck a took brush into his mouth and began scrubbing his teeth.
***
Her name is Jasmine, and she is the daughter of the second-greatest alpha in the pack, alpha Lucian.
Alpha Lucian had always wanted to be the greatest, but not when his step-brother is still alive.
Alpha Derrick had remained the most powerful misanthrope for over twenty years.
She was rejected by her mate Jake, who was said to have fallen in love with another.
Feeling bestrew about it, she ran away from the pack; that was when she found her human lover Chris.
They met coincidentally when Chris was about to take his life.
He finished drinking three bottles of whiskey and was walking in the middle of the road with the fourth bottle.
He was laid off from his job that day.
Chris had planned it to let a car run him over, because his hope was lost. When his plans were just a second to be fulfilled, Jasmine pulled him out of the road quickly.
She was swift and strong enough to carry him faraway.
Chris might have been drunk then, but he could tell that her strength wasn't ordinary.
He began nagging at her for saving his life when he was purposely giving it away.
Jasmine, also lacking the patience to listen to his blabs, nagged at him back.
Being a detective, he befriended her in order to investigate her properly, since he found out about her fangs while she nagged.
He happened to fall in love with her during the process, and even after finding out about her true identity of being a werewolf, he struggles to hide her identity and help her become a human.
***
The sound of the doorbell jerked her up from the bed. Dancing to its tune, she was at the door in no time.
"Are they here already!" Chris signed while walking out from the bathroom. He had just taken his shower and was about to get dressed.
Jasmine was not expecting such amount of people visiting. All part of the groom's family or friends.
They had all come to get the couples ready for their wedding.
Ariana, his junior sister, was good at makeups and hairdos. Tyler, his best friend, would be serving as his best man. While Drake his older brother would be helping him get dressed, and as for the other eight friends they filled in the position of the bridesmaids and groomsmen.
Jasmine smiled warmly and welcomed them inside. She was indeed happy to see them.
"Where is mother?" Chris questioned them as he thought she would be part of the arrivals.
"You will meet her at the wedding ground sweetie" Drake replied and gave his brother a tight hug.
"Oh men, you smell like testosterone" Drake remarked.
"What!" They all chorused.
"Come on, please cut the joke" Chris pleaded with him.
"Just kidding!" Drake yelled.
He was used to cracking ridiculous looking jokes, even though they appeared to be real, no one believed him. Every in the family takes him to be a drunk and a dirty gay.
"Are you sure you had a clean bathe?" Jasmine whispered those words mockingly into the ears of Chris.
"Come on baby girl, let's get you all dressed up" Ariana said pulling the bride away from the others.
"Gosh. Did you get only four abs? Are you sure you are working out?" Drake mentioned while he kept staring at his brother who had a towel around his waist.
Chris knew for saw what Drake was going to do next after his eyes wouldn't get off his towel.
Chris quickly grabbed the edge of the tied towel before Drake did, and eventually, both began dragging the towel.
While Drake struggles to take off the towel, Chris contends to keep his privacy intact.
The brothers just finds it challenging to grow up whenever they are together.
Drake is married to two different men and claims to be happy as they performed a threesome every night.
Chris always wonders how he survives which such pattern of sex?