Sugar Creek 2(48)

Sara helped Melissa into her wedding dress. It was not a conventional wedding dress, it was more like an elegant white evening gown with thin straps, a tight satin-corseted bodice with a skirt that flared slightly over her hips, then stopped mid-thigh. Her sister looked absolutely breathtaking.

Sara was wearing a gown similar to Melissa’s, but in a shade of red that brought out the red highlights that ran through her black hair and set off her piercing aquamarine eyes. She’d never worried about what she looked like before but wanted to look pretty for her sister’s special day. With one last perusal of Melissa, Sara held out her hand to her and squeezed it. “I love you, Mel. I hope you will be very happy with your men.”

“I’m already happy, Sara.”

Sara studied her sister’s face and saw the inner glow all the way down to her soul. She was glad that Melissa had found two men to love and take care of her and even though she was proud of her, and joyful, she was going to miss her.

Sara was feeling very nervous, as she had not had a chance to meet any of the pack members besides her new brothers-in-law. She wasn’t sure what to expect and was apprehensive about being amongst so many werewolves.

The ceremony was to be held at the front of the pack house, among the riot of beautiful flowering roses. The reception afterward was going to be out back underneath a large marquee, which Alice and some older female pack members had catered for.

“Okay, you’re ready, Mel. It’s time to get you married. You look stunning in that dress, sis.”

“Thank you for organizing the wedding and the reception, Sara. I couldn’t have done it without you.” Melissa drew her close for a hug. Sara had to blink rapidly so she wouldn’t start crying. Melissa moved back and met her gaze again. “You’re going to have to beat the unmated males off with a stick, honey. You look striking in that dress.

“You’d better come visit me, Sara. I’m going to miss not having you close by.”

“I will, Mel. That goes for you, too. I want to see you at least once a month to make sure you’re happy.”

“Sara, you don’t need to worry. I love those two men like I have never loved anyone before, and they love me. What more could a girl ask for?”

Sara started down the aisle of rose petals, frowning with confusion as she noticed pack members sniffing in the direction of her sister. She heard a few snickers from a couple of men as she passed them by. Mentally shrugging her shoulders, she stood beside her sister as the marriage celebrant conducted the ceremony. It was over with all too quickly. Her sister was finally married.

The food at the reception was some of the best Sara had ever eaten. She sat back at the head table while her sister danced with first Damian, then Luke, and then both of them. Luke and Damian danced with Sara, as did a few of the single males, but she was more than content to sit back and watch. She was tired after working so hard to arrange the wedding and was glad that Alice had stepped in to help.

Finally, the night was drawing to a conclusion and people began to leave with their partners. Sara noticed that Damian and Luke were itching to whisk their wife away as well. They kept looking toward the path that led toward their cabin but they held out a lot longer than Sara expected them to.

When they sat at the table again for one last celebratory drink with her, Damian handed Melissa a glass of soda instead of champagne.

“I wanted another glass of champagne. What is it with you two? You’ve only allowed me to have one drink of alcohol all night.” Melissa frowned.

Damian leaned down to whisper in Melissa’s ear.

“What? Are you shitting me? How the hell do you know?”

“What’s wrong, Mel? Are you all right?” Sara asked as she saw the incredulous look cross her sister’s face.

“Did you see any of the pack members trying to smell me, Sara?”

“Now that you mention it, yeah I did. I thought it was pretty odd at the time. What was that all about anyway?”

“Your sister is pregnant. She is carrying our child. A werewolf’s sense of smell is very, very good. We can smell when a female is in heat and also when they have conceived,” Damian said in matter-of-fact tone, but Sara could see the joy in his eyes. She glanced at Luke. His smile was so wide it was a wonder it didn’t split his face. But what got to Sara the most was the love she could see when they were looking at Melissa.

“I’m going to be an auntie? Really?” Sara asked excitedly.

“Yes you are, little sister,” Luke said.

“Oh my God, Mel. You’re going to be a mom and I’m going to be an auntie. Thank God you got married.” Sara jumped from her seat, pushing Luke out of her way to get to her sister.