Third Person POV
Millicent went into the Royal morgue and tried everything that came to mind, including transfusing the mate bond into Christopher's body but nothing seemed to be working, that was the end of the first day.
On the second day, she became desperate. She cut herself and allowed her blood to drop into his mouth, but still nothing happened.
She had heard that the tears of a fated mate could do wonders, she shed it in drums but Christopher was as stiff as before.
As the second day drew to an end, she became inconsolable and started praying to the moon goddess.
'Moon Goddess, I had promised not to believe in you ever again if anything should happen to Christopher but now, I have come to you for assistance. I implore you, bring Christopher back to me. I am nothing without him. He is my everything. You mated me to him after all. You gave us this incredible Mate Bond and now I can bear to be with no other, not even his brother!'
She sobbed harder when she remembered that in a few hours, she'd be made Sylvester's Luna if Christopher did not awake. So she started talking with Christopher the way she had been doing for the past two days.
'Christopher, my love, the great Alpha of the Moon Ville Pack, you always put others feelings before yours. Now you have left me all alone. Why did you show me so much love if you were going to leave me? I am so alone and so very lonely', she cried. 'Oh Christopher, why did you have to love me and leave? Is this not betrayal of the highest order?' she asked, sobbing, her sob raking her body.
'You asked me to become your brother's Luna and I shall have to obey your wishes if you do not come back to me, but how can I make him happy if I think of you while with him? Because you see, though you look alike, you are still very different from where I stand. Would you really want that for your brother - perpetual marital unhappiness? And will you want that for me? Because you see, I'd be doing it against my will and I won't be happy with any, other than with you, my dearest'.
She looked earnestly at him, he looked so peaceful, like he was sleeping, like nothing had happened to him and she felt a stab of regret. If only she could turn back the hands of time, she would do everything differently.
'Come back to me Christopher and I promise you will not regret it!'
By the end of the second day, Christopher had still not woken and Millicent's eyes were red and puffy from shedding so much tears and there were cuts on her body, where she had used a sharp object on herself, trying to see if she could bring Christopher back through witchcraft or any wolf craft means she could muster.
She was led out of the Royal morgue by the Omegas to be prepared for her marriage to Sylvester and she walked with them, her face devoid of all emotion. So, Christopher had really left her for good? So he was going to be buried in a matter of hours? And she would be made the mate of another? How swiftly the tide changes, she thought in her head.
While Millicent had been trying to bring Christopher back to life, Alpha Sylvester had not had rest. He kept pacing, feeling every pain that Millicent was passing through.
On several occasion, he would pass by the morgue and hear her crying or screaming Christopher's name and he would feel very sad for her - empathizing with her. He wished there was something he could do to alleviate her suffering but he could think of nothing. He also knew that part of her pain was getting married to him, who had caused her so much pain in the past. But he also knew that she would resign herself to her fate, first to honour Christopher and secondly as a calm acceptance of her punishment for bringing such fate on Christopher and the pack.
It was not tradition to see the Luna before the rites was performed but he still went to see Millicent and that was when she was about to have her bath.
'Millicent', he called, 'Are you okay?' he asked. It was a double edged question.
'Do you mean, okay as in being alright or okay with going through the rites of bring your Luna?' she asked very perceptively
'Both', he answered honestly.
'I am as okay as I can ever be', she shrugged, glad that he had been honest about it. 'Do not worry, I'll not run off again nor murder you in your sleep when I become your Luna!'
'Very funny!' Sylvester said, and the both of them smiled sadly at each other and his heart went out to her.
'I'd better get started, so that Christopher can be laid to rest', she said, looking away.
Sylvester wanted to say more but thought better of it and nodded but Millicent was already on her way to the bathroom. She went in and shut the door.
Sylvester blew out air from his mouth, put both hands in his pocket and looked at the shut bathroom door. It was going to be alright, he thought, trying to convince himself. He turned and walked back into his chambers to be assisted by his Beta to get ready for the the task ahead.
He was waiting at the reception for Millicent, feeling for her and knowing that this transition from one mate to the other was not going to be an easy one, when Millicent was led in.
She was looking so beautiful. She had been made over so beautifully that her natural beauty was greatly enhanced. Her gown was a simple lace gown but it looked elegant on her. Her raven dark hair was bound up high on her head and a lock was aloud to fall on both sides of her face. Her puffy eyes had been concealed expertly, and the little swelling that could not be concealed made her eyes look very sexy, like someone who had just finished mating. The thought caused a bulge in Sylvester's pants. 'I should not be having such thoughts', he told himself.
'Not today, in any case!'
He smiled appreciatively at Millicent who was looking everywhere but at him.
As she got to the him, he was about to link her arms in his and turn to face the priest when a commotion was heard and everyone turned towards the door.
'What the fuck?' Alpha Sylvester said, when he saw a woman come into to the hall. She was not one of the pack he could tell and she was not a wolf. So, who was she and what was she doing coming to disrupt the Luna making ceremony?
'I am Wendy. And I have come to see Alpha Christopher!' she said.
