Chapter 6

"That fucking fucktard is dead," I said angrily while looking at the small church where our wedding will be held.

With the amount of money I gave to my Luna's loving father, he can now build his own cathedral. But the cunning old man preferred a dilapidated church that looked like it had been unused for decades, nestled in the remote area of ​​San Vicente. The small and old church is almost demolished. Tilt the cross that is on the top of that roof.

Some letters of the name of the parish have also been erased. All around are tall grasses and piles of old church equipment. It's old and obviously no one else is using it.

What did that old man think and here he chose to hold his son's wedding? Does it want to be sarcastic with me? If he wanted to make me angry he succeeded because I wanted to twist his neck with the anger I feel now.

I was surprised, what I know is that any parent wants to give a fancy wedding to their child. I just shook my head. Who am I kidding, my father didn't even attend my wedding.

There are parents who simply do not love their children.

"This church is ruined," Jacob commented with disgust. His eyes roamed around.

"Ruined? This is a fucking trash!" I snarled. My wolf wants to sneak up and grab its master. I took extra control so as not to change form.

My Luna doesn't deserve this kind of trash. I paid a lot of money to give her a glamorous wedding. Not like this, not in this fucking place. Oh Goddess... I just clenched my fist tightly and closed my eyes tightly. I can feel my eyes changing color with the frustration and anger I feel.

I forgot, Gerard Jacinto is a cunning, self-fish-bastard. I shouldn't have trusted it to take care of all the preparations. If it wasn't for Claire, I might have crushed the face of that bitch. My hand is itching to dig my sharp nails into Gerald Jacinto's face. What a disrespectful low class human.

If we happen to be of the same kind I can kill him for his blasphemy and no one will question it, but it is different from the law of men. They don't recognize me as the leader of one of the strongest packs on this side of the earth. Nor are they naive in our race.

"I can kill him if you want, Alpha," said Jacob.

I answered with a gentle shake. Goddess, I want to kill him too, but he's the father of my Luna. That reason alone spared his life. Also, I don't want Claire to hate me if I kill her blasphemous father.

Stopping ourselves from getting lost in everything we see, we entered the church.

They entered the church. He restrained himself not to lose sight of what he saw. The condition of the church inside is even more pathetic. Traces of rainwater drips on the rotten and dilapidated ceiling.

And as if the red carpet in the middle of the hall was silly, even the flowers that were placed in each pew they passed. They didn't make the place even a little better.