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When would this be over?!

That's what I kept asking myself in my head over and over for the past year and a half. My older sister was marrying her boyfriend of seven years and my parents were putting everything into this wedding. I was sitting in the front row of the chapel, just waiting. No other guests were even here yet. I looked at the pamphlet I was given, the wedding wasn't until sunset, two hours from now. I groaned out in boredom and threw my head back in the chair, looking up at the ceiling.

My name is Jake Underwood. I'm somewhat of a hybrid, part human and part wolf. I say somewhat because right now, you can't see the part of me that is human. I'm all wolf, from the top of my black, shaggy hair, down my white fur to my shoeless feet. I was wearing a tux, but I refused to wear the shoes. I was always uncomfortable by shoes as far as I can remember, so my mom has made it very clear that I wash my feet before I leave the house and after I come home. So far, I've cut them three times, all on glass.

Anyway, I looked to my right and my little sister was staring at me. Emily was the one out of the three of us who was completely wolf. She had long black hair that went down to the base of her tail. She held her teddy bear close to her as she kept staring at me. She was the flower girl at this ceremony and had flowers all over in her hair. I asked her, all stuck up, "Didn't Mom tell you it was impolite to stare?" She coughed a little, I forgot that she had a little cold.

"No, that was pointing. Veronica sent me to tell you she needs you." I looked at her weirdly and stood up. I was twice her size at seven feet. I walked down the aisle to Veronica's room, which was for some reason on one end of a long hallway. Her fiancé's room was the other way. I knocked on the door before coming in. When I came in, Veronica was just staring at the mirror. Was she really going to be like this the whole two hours until the wedding?

"Good, I'm glad you decided to show up." She turned around in her swivel chair and placed her hands in her lap. For once, she looked beautiful. She was wearing our mom's old wedding dress and Emily's blue hair clip in her short, black hair. She was always a goody two shoes, telling me on mom when I didn't do my chores, catching me touching myself, and always saying how "God" will burn me in hell. "Jacob I-"

"I told you to NEVER call me that!" She hated nicknames and never called me Jake. I was named after Jacob Taylor from those awful Twilight movies. My mom was so fascinated by wolves so she married one, I'm still unsure if she truly loves my dad.

"Okay...little brother. Mom has told me that Francis has been nervous about today, especially since it's happening in...one hour and 35 minutes. Since I can't see him, could you?" She looked at me pleadingly. I groaned and nodded my head, at least it was better than waiting for it to be over. I left the room and walked down to the other end of the hall. I knocked and heard a voice telling me to come in. I came in seeing a grown man crying. He sniffled and looked at me in the mirror. I keep forgetting how gorgeous he is.

Francis, or Frank as he preferred to be called, was the most beautiful Dalmatian I've ever seen. He might've been a little shorter than me, but he was buffer than me. It made me wonder why he was crying, maybe because he was getting tied down to my sister? Frank grabbed a tissue and blew his nose into it. He grabbed another one and wiped his tears away. He spun around in his swivel chair to look at me. I've never seen him cry before. He was always the brother I wanted, he protected me, played games with me, he made me feel happy for once and that's how my crush was developed. He tried to smile and asked "What are you doing here Jake?"

"Veronica sent me, saying you're nervous about today." I sat down next to him and wrapped my arm around him. "I've never seen you so nervous before. What's wrong?"

He sighed and looked at me. "I'm living a lie; I'm not in love with your sister. How can I? I'm gay for crying out loud!" This was a shock to me. "I couldn't disappoint my parents. They wanted a perfect child. One who got straight A's, was quarterback of the football team, and got the perfect girl. I can't tell them I like dudes, it would tear them apart."

"At least it would be better than keep on living the lie. Maybe they would accept you." He shook his head and just looked down.

"I can't do this...I can't do this...I am in love with someone though."

I smiled and looked at him. "Well, that's good. At least you found someone to make you happy. Who's the guy you're in love with?" I kept on smiling and closed my eyes. The next thing I noticed was something was pressed against my muzzle. I opened them to see Frank staring into my eyes, kissing me.