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The Day Of Amelia Dubrinsky

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The afternoon sun trickled through the forest, glimpses of golden hue bore down over the sheltered landscape. It seemed like a beautiful day so far, the birds were singing and the sun was shining. It was just a shame that one of the more beautiful days had to be this very day, of all days. It wasn’t exactly the worst day of her life, well, not yet at least. But it wouldn’t be making the highlight reel either. Today was the very day Amelia Dubrinsky was set to marry an Alpha of a fellow royal line. There were four royal packs left; it was a more definitive name for original bloodlines. They came from vastly different areas, and more importantly, had very varying talents.

For many years now the packs had been in a state of war. Several …show more content…

If she had the selfish tendency her brothers had, she’d have run the moment she woke up.

The twenty-six-year-old rose, making her way through the hand made wooden home. Everything in their land was made by their own hands. Sure, there had been some advances with plumbing but it remained a tradition and a privilege to make their own homes. It was as if someone could feel the love each family had put into making their home. “We still have several hours.” Amelia noted as she leaned on the wooden door frame, her gaze swooping over the warmly lit bedroom. In the left hand side of the room her dress hung on a stump that was supported by a metal rod that spanned out toward the floor.

She’d never considered love, or marrying really. She’d spent most of her life training with her brothers, there wasn’t much that she thought of that she could define as a young woman’s dream. All that really mattered in her mind was her home and their safety, it was the only reason she was stepping up to take a stranger’s hand in marriage.

“Amelia, it’s going to take a few hours.” Her mother cautioned, pointing her eloquently painted nail toward the wooden stool before her. With a defiant groan, Amelia made her way into the room. Alise carefully unhooked the dress from the stand and made her way toward her daughter. It had been made by Amelia’s aunt, in the traditional fashion of past wedding dresses. The blonde slowly slipped into the silk like material. The dress fit

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