Chapter 3 MEDDLING TINKS

Laura POV

I leave Luther and walk back to our small castle in the middle of the fairy tribe lands. The small tinks follow me and tease me as I walk back to tell my parents about the invites. They flutter around me. They are so nosey.

"Did you kiss him, Laura?" one of the tinks jokes with me.

"Go away! Go bother someone else!" I scream at the annoying little creature. They giggle and flutter off in another direction. I do not want to make them too mad. They also know what is going on in the tribe. They do come in handy from time to time.

I walk into the castle, looking for my parents. My mother is out on the back patio; I can see her through the large french doors. I rush out to speak with her, not knowing my father is also out there with her. I wanted to get her alone for this discussion, but that is not going to be the case.

"Mother, I need to talk to you; it is very important. If you are not too busy, I need to talk to you now, please," I say to her.

"What is it, my dear daughter," my father answers me. I really did not want to do this with him first. I turn to my father. He loves me and adores me. He showers me with gifts and affection, but when I really want something, I have to go to my mother first, especially if it is something that he will probably say no to.

"We have an invitation to a celebration for the new Alpha. We are all invited to attend tonight's gathering," I spit it all out in one breath.

"Why would we go to that? We have no business with the wolves?" my father asks.

I walk over to father. "Because father, we should be friends with the wolves; you never know when we might need their help; besides, it will be fun," I say joyfully.

"Fun, like I have time for fun," my father says.

"Honey, who invited us?" my mother asks.

"The luna of the pack, she saw me at the forest edge and invited me. I really want to go. It would be fun. We can dress formally and take the carriage. It has been so long since we went to a formal ball, please," I say to my mother.

My mother smiles and waves me away. She will get my father to say yes. He cannot say no to her. That is why I will tell her about Luther first. There has to be a way for Luther and me to be together without tearing my family apart. I am so afraid to tell my father. I know he wants me to marry a fairy, but I am in love with Luther, and I want to be with him.

She is not going to like that I am in love with a wolf. I cannot help it. Luther makes me feel things I never knew were even possible. The way he kisses me touches me and makes my body ache for him. I have a feeling that if I do not commit to him sooner, I will lose him forever. I'm not too fond of the thought of him with another. I want to be his wife, his luna, and the mother of his children.

No matter what happens tonight, I am going to say yes to him and be his wife. I will give myself to him completely tonight in every way I can. After the celebration, I will give him my body. If I give him my body and promise to be his mate for life, then my parents will just have to accept us.

I realize my life is about to change. Life here with the fairies is so different than living with a wolf pack. I know things will be difficult, but this is what I want. I love him no matter the obstacle.

I go upstairs to look for something to wear tonight. If my father says no, I am still going to be with Luther tonight. I go into my room and start going through my closet. I finally find a long purple dress. It will be beautiful with my wings on display. I will be his fairy princess tonight and then his Luna.

I lay out the long dress and search for the perfect purple shoes to wear with it. I want to adorn my hair with purple flowers and maybe a few blue and pink ones. I want to be beautiful for Luther tonight. Not only for when we announce our marriage but for the moment, I have him alone and give him my body for the first time tonight.

As I go into the bathroom to shower and wash my hair and wings, I hear a knock on my bedroom door. My mother comes into the room to check on me.

"Laura, we need to talk," my mother says.

"Yes, my queen," I reply.

"I know about you and the wolf. It is not something I wanted for you, but I can live with it. However, it will not go over well with your father. I have convinced him to go to the celebration tonight. I know you are planning to marry this wolf, and I will try my best to contain your father, but give him time after you tell him. Everything will work out, but you do know that once you surrender your crown, then it is over. Keep that in mind," my mother says.

"How did you know, my queen?" I ask her.

"Laura, my little princess, there are a lot of little tinks with enormous mouths. If you were going to sneak around, then you should have crossed over into wolf territory. You are not the first fairy to love a wolf, and you will not be the last, but be careful and make sure this is what you want," my mother says, laughing.

"Yes, those little meddling bit.. I mean those little things," I say.

"Watch it; just because you are tangled up with a wolf does not mean you should act or talk like one," my mother says.

"Sorry, mother, I should have known they would tell on me," I say to her.

"Yeah, well, they did, at least to me, not your father. Even the tinks are scared of him for you," my mother says to me.

My mother looks over the dress and shoes I have picked out. "I have a beautiful veil you can wear with this; I will bring it to you and help you put it on," my mother says.

"Thank you," I say to her.

I hug her and kiss her cheek. "Make sure this is what you want before you make this leap. There is no turning back once you join the wolf pack, my dear daughter," my mother says.

"I know. I love him. I know this is the right choice for me," I say to her.

"Do you? Do you know anything about him other than rolling in the grass and laughing? There is so much more to a relationship and love. How will you handle all of that? There is a home and children to care for; there is more to marriage than laughing and picking flowers— the fact he is a wolf. Wolves are not like fairy men. Wolves are rougher around the edge. You have no idea what he will be like once you marry him. He could be a brut," my mother says to me.

"I know that, my queen. I love him, and I want to be with him. I have thought about everything. I do not want to leave my tribe, but I know it is the best thing for Luther and me," I say to her.

"Very well, I will be back to help you get dressed," my mother says.

She leaves me to shower and prepare for the night. I am excited and nervous, but I know this is the right thing for Luther and me. I know loving a wolf will come with challenges, but I am prepared for all of it. I think. I have not thought about how different the wolves are from the men I know here. Could they really be that different? No, all that is important is that we love one another. We can do this.