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Chapter 4
Liliana
I can’t believe he really acted like I was not his daughter the moment I married. I was shipped off to Damian Edwards the same day. He didn’t even wish me the best for my life forward.
“Alpha Damian, with this I hope, we are in a friendly relationship I have given my daughter to you, so please always remember our friendship as we must come to each other’s aid when necessary. My father….ex–father, if that is even a word, said to Damian while the latter just smirked and answered,
“I will see,” he said before grabbing my hand and sauntering towards his car, a black Rolls Royce. He had all the pricey human gadgets small pack people like us can only afford in dreams or magazines like mine.
Slowly and gradually, we have been importing human stuff into our world, of all kinds. All of it started when some of the humans who tried trespassing in our territories were kidnapped and captured as slaves.
Some of the curious werewolves then went to their world and made a note of how things worked there. From then, began our modernization.
I can’t believe father would change so much just because I am an illegitimate child…he didn’t even care about all those we shared a bond, a bond of family.
His words are still stinging me deep even though I have come far away from that place, I once called home.
years
I am now in the car with my husband who is seated like he owns hot just the car but the whole world and if not the whole, he does owe half of it considering how many packs come under his jurisdiction, captured and conquered.
I wonder why the goddess spent so much of her time on him. How can someone be so ruthless yet handsome, his stormy eyes befit the man he is and yet they possess such a terrifying allure that it’s hard to blink away….lest look.
What’s even more mind–numbing is that he is my second–chande mate and now husband. I wonder what goes inside his head. How does he not mind that I am a rejected wolf? Rejected wolves are not just frowned upon but considered a curse.
They are ominous and whatnot and yet he stared at me with those unflinching eyes, intense gaze and lips curved beautifully. in a heart–fluttering smirk, telling me he doesn’t mind, in fact, people like me are his speciality.
“Will you stop burning holes in me? Dear wife? Or are you sizing me up for your next meal? The sudden deep voice. invading my senses pushed everything away I was busy thinking about.
They just didn’t snap my train of thought but dismantled it, throwing me in disarray.
“W–What, why would I size you up?” I asked, sounding stupid even to myself in my head.
“Well there can be many reasons, first can be just like I said, second can be because you are curious and third can be his voice dipped a few octaves lower when he mentioned the third and the air surrounding us became heavier, if you are thinking of hunting me, perhaps
I gasped when he said that.
Hunting? That’s equivalent to killing in our kind.
Why would he think I want to kill him? No, in the first place, is that even possible? He is the infamous warmonger and me? Well, I don’t have any reputable tags either but somehow they are even worse than him right now.
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Chapter 4
Scratch that! Why am I thinking about all of this rubbisht? He is king about hunting, I need to clear his suspicious but my
voice won’t come out.
1 am scared.
I am scared of his aura which had been heavying down on me since carlier and the ferocious glint in his eyes which seems to say the opposite of his mouth.
“Or maybe you are just smitten with me” his sudden casual yet teasing tone returned everything back to normal as if the tension from before didn’t exist at all and all that talk about hunting was nothing but my illusion.
However, the sweat on my forehead and my fingers still shaking because of the nerves, was real.
How can he joke about something like that? He is such a brute that I can never tell what goes inside his head at all! Now he is smiling after bringing my heart out in my mouth!
“I will tell you why, I was not sizing you up but rather wondering. We are married and we know nothing about each other…even if it’s an arranged marriage, 1 was wondering about my husband, my mate.. How about we try getting to know each other” I said, barely keeping my voice from trembling when he suddenly laughed a little.
“You sure are a funny one, dear wife. There is no one who doesn’t know about me, so there is no need for you to worry whether we know each other or not because as for you, you will be now known as Damian Edward’s wife and that is enough”
“But those are all rumours” I insisted, wondering, from where I kept getting all this courage when one look from him had me press deep in my seat.
“It would be for the best if you keep believing them because they are true, every single one of them” his voice was spine- chilling cold which brought about a hail of an uncomfortable silence between us.
Maybe the silence stretched for me only because he didn’t seem affected by it all. If anything, he seemed relieved that I was quiet and we were not talking anymore. The thought left me with a knot in my stomach.
The past, which was still fresh and just a past for namesake clouded me again and I drove inside my shell of emotions which are always ready to prey on me when suddenly the car swerved and the man accompanying us beside Damian’s beta, Hudson who was driving, took out a dagger and lunged towards us, Damian, to be precise.
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