6

SIN

I tugged at my tie again as she stepped closer to me.

I clenched my hands into a fist and gritted my teeth as my body reacted to her.

I wanted to get this over with. The ceremony and all. But the priest and everything seemed slow suddenly.

If given the opportunity, I would dart out of the cathedral without a second thought. I didn't care if I would get my mother mad in the process. At least, it would be better than staying next to her.

I was aware werewolves couldn't control whom they mate with. Or worst, imprint on.

But, I believed I should be able to control mine because I had spent years practising how to control my heightened emotion especially when the full moon was out since I triggered my curse on my eighteenth birthday.

The memory was still fresh in my mind, and I was sure it was one of the things I would never forget because it was a part of me now.

“You may kiss the bride.”

My head snapped towards the priest as the word slipped out of his mouth.

I glanced at my bride whilst grimacing. She didn't look enthusiastic about kissing me, either.

She fidgeted with her lacy veil, and her eyes gaze downwards.

I wondered if she was that scared to look at me.

I might be a monster because of my werewolf gene. But that was only when I shifted.

Even during shifting, I had been told I was the most beautiful Alpha by most of my pack members.

Maybe only the ladies. The guys would never admit it, even though it was the truth.

However, Artemisia's trying to avoid my gaze seemed ridiculous. Maybe she was shy, I guessed, whilst staring at the faint blush dusting her pale cheeks.

My hand reflexively lifted her chin, so I could stare into her eyes.

I grunted as I felt a jolt of electricity at the contact.

I heard her gasp as well. I was glad it wasn't only me that felt that way.

“D-do you want to kiss me?” She stuttered.

The question sounded ridiculous, and I wondered if I had it in mind to kiss her. My eyes zeroed on her inviting lips and her tongue peeked out to lick them before she blushed again.

I groaned at the slight gesture. It shouldn't be attractive. Possibly, if it was another woman that was before me, I wouldn't find it attractive.

But Artemisia made everything she did sexy in my eyes.

Maybe it was my wolf reacting to her and not me.

“I-I…” She began, trailing off.

I remembered her first question whilst gazing at her.

Was I interested in kissing her?

I was. Her lips were alluring, but tasting it might make me want more.

I didn't know where all the naughty thoughts that were swirling in my head came from, but I knew I needed to adhere to the word of the priest. Also, I desire to get out of the hall before I do something outrageous.

I heard her inhale deeply as my head dipped.

I chuckled whilst staring at her. “You needn't hold your breath because I am not kissing you.”

“I wouldn't want to be kissed by you, either.” She responded almost immediately.

“Feisty…” I mumbled. Then covered her face with my hands before kissing the corner of her lips.

The crowd whooped and whistled as I lifted my head.

As soon as the minister pronounced us married, I stared at her blushing face.

“This isn't happening.” She muttered over again whilst shaking her head.

I saw her grimace as she pinched her arm. She stared at me, glaring.

“Oh, darling. Sorry to burst your bubble, but it's already happening.” I grinned. “You are mine.”

“Nothing is happening between us after this. We are not even living under the same roof.” She hissed whilst walking towards the entrance, leaving me to stride after her.

I gripped her hand, tugging her to me as I got closer.

“I don't intend to be under the same roof as well because staring at you alone irks me, much less being next to you. Also, don't try to defy me, darling. You might get hurt.” I whispered the last sentence into her ear.

I didn't know why I added that part. But it felt nice to let her know she belonged to me and I wouldn't tolerate any defiance from her.

She glared at me but said nothing.

She released her hand from mine as soon as we got outside. I watched her saunter towards where some guests were sitting.

I let out a deep breath whilst tugging at my tie. I could breathe freely now. Even though a whiff of her scent was around where I stood, it was better than when she was next to me.