Chapter 3
Liliana
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Father did walk me down the aisle as 1 stepped onto the altar, alene. The groom was not here yet. I stooding to reign in my nerves as I unleashed all of my anxiety on the innocent bouquet I was holding.
Our senses were heightened thanks to our special race, and thus could clearly hear all these whispers in the room.
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Poor her, why is the bride standing alone at the altar? Where is the groom?
Why is the princess the one marrying? Wasn’t it supposed to be someone else?‘
“Shh, don’t you know that she is a half–blood!”
“How is that possible!?”
Yes, she is a witch! That’s why Alpha is sending her far away so that our pack doesn’t get cursed.”
“Yeah, a witch suits that barbarian more.
I wonder how long I will need to keep standing here? My feet hun, and I do not wish to hear these people talk. I don’t want to be here. I feel nauseous! I was suddenly at my limit, enduring everything when, suddenly, a sweet scent tingled through
my nose.
Slowly wrapping around me like a cocoon.
It was the sweetest scent ever which seemed to overwhelm my Senses altogether. The strong smell of earth and rain tickled my chest.
When I turned my head towards the entrance of the church, towards the source of this dizzying scent. A man clad in his battle uniform and armour stood at the end of my vision.
He was tall, rugged, littered with rippling muscles and an oozing sensuality. His dark raven hair contrasted against the bright
of the sun, making the colour stand out even more.
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His grey eyes appeared cold and intense. His gaze on me was unwavering, almost as if he was trying to cage me in his grey
hues.
I couldn’t move. I couldn’t look away. My heart thudded uncontrollably against my chest, and then it struck me, all of these sensations, the desire to get closer, the desire to keep looking.
He was my mate, my second–chance mate! My wolf howled happly inside my head.
Alpha Damian then strode towards me and growled in his strong and deep voice, silencing everyone with his one word.
“MINE” His voice rumbled through his chest as he pulled me closer, staring deep into my eyes through the veil.
No one
spoke anything before the priest finally started reciting the hymns. I was finally getting married.
However, now the savage and the brute alpha of the South is my second–chance mate. The goddess has given me one more chance, but I am scared.
I do not wish to be happy without knowing anything like a fool. I don’t know how Alpha Damian is. If he is as cruel as the
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rumours about him or is there another side to him?
I don’t know anything and it scares me. After facing rejection once, I do not wish it to be repeated. I was facing the turmoil in my head when suddenly, my veil was lified and I came across those steely grey orbs from before.
They were beautiful. However, it was not the time to lift my veil yet. I was confused and a little scared when I felt his eyes on my bare face, with no peice of thin fabric separating us.
His gaze at me was unmoving when slightly his eyebrow twitched and all of a sudden, he pulled me closer. I let out a soft gasp because of the sudden movement and our close proximity
“Now, I can have a closer look at you. The veil was frustrating. How long did they plan to keep my bride away from my sight?” He grumbled all the while peering down at my face without blinking his eyes.
My cheeks were a hue of red when I heard his deep velvety voice. It was like a sultry note of a saxophone. My sense were hyperaware of our closeness, the arm around my waist rippling with muscles, his gaze on my face and the haze of his beautiful voice which still hung around me.
All of it was making it harder for me to stay in bounds. However, whenever I would feel the urge to get closer to him, my second–chance mate, my husband, a wave of fear and nausea would knock me far away.
Like a high tide set to destroy me. Trust, betrayal, love, ache, wounds and lonliness would drag me into their bottomless whirlpools hindering everything else.
The fluffy breeze blowing around me becomes the cold and a duty tornado which threatens me to dare trust him and get wrecked just like before.
I tried stepping back, out of his hold when I felt my breath hitch, feeling his hold tightening than before. Our chests were almost colliding against each other as he pulled me even closet
Suddenly, he smirked and goddess forgive me but that was the most beautiful smirk I have ever seen if smirks were supposed to be something beautiful.
“Why are you so eager to get away from me? Are you scared? Scared that I might bite?” He drawled out and instantly heat flooded my cheeks.
What does he mean by he might bite? The amusement swirling in his eyes made him looked more alive than before. The once cold eyes were now starting to show hints of warmth I couldn’t get accustomed to.
“I am not scared and I dare remind you but I am a werewolf as well, my lord. I bite too. The moment I said that, his eyes. narrowed for a split second before his laugh rang in the church astonishing everyone.
Even the priest stopped his babbling when he laughed. If his voice earlier was a sultry note of saxophone, his laugh now was a symphony of all the beautiful notes, the instruments could produce.
It was infectious and dangerous.
My heart started beating uncontrollably and it became harder for me to meet his eyes.
“I beleive, then I will need to look out for myself because my bride has sharp fangs.” He chuckled again but this time, it was a light laugh. The priest didn’t stop his rambling but increased his speed instead.
Then, suddenly his face grew serious and there was no sign of laughter anymore. However, the amusement twinkling in his eyes still remained.
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“So, you are the princess, that bastard’s daughter.” He lifted my chin with his forefinger and looked at my face haughtily. He was now exuding his aura which was overwhelming me.
It was the Alpha’s phermones which were stronger than any ordinary woll’s and dangerous if stayed in them for longer.
I was scared but I reigned in my trembling, trying to hold my ground but was failing miserably. His aura was slowly strangling me
“Yes. Alpha. I am the princess of the Crystal Moon pack and there is something I must tell you. I am a rejected wolf.” voice came out soft and meek but I was glad I didn’t stutter and was able to speak the full sentence.
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I told him the truth about my first mate because I wanted to come out of those whirlwinds sucking me in and the first step. to free myself from the shackles of last night digging in my skin is to tell the man I am about to marry the truth.
I expected the truth to do something to the ferocious yet sinfully handsome man standing in front of me but instead, his lips pulled up in a smile, a beautiful one and he grinned.
“I make the best use of disposed goods, so worry not, Princess. With that, he claimed my lips in a ravishing kiss after the priest requested us to seal the deal.
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