JETHRO POV
"Where do you think you are going to, my mate?" I questioned the young woman who was standing before me.
She was distrusted and it was all thanks to Elias. It was like she had seen a ghost. She saw someone more frightening than a ghost.
I moved away from the Beta, who was gasping for air, and walked to where she stood, covering up the distance between us. "Why are you silent?" I questioned and before I could catch on, she was falling to the ground with her eyes closed.
Oops.
I caught her before she fell to the ground and held her tightly in my arms. Before I walked away, I shot a glare at Elias and went back to my room.
She was still dressed in that freaking wedding gown I so much wanted to rip apart and turn into an unrecognizable shred before I shove it into the mouth of that man, Vincent, for daring to hurt my darling woman.
Although, I am grateful the darn wedding was over cause I planned on bargaining in and ruining everything, taking my princess with me, and running far away from everyone. She would be able to start a new life with me somewhere else and not in a city like this.
It would have made headlines in human newspapers and magazines, with the headline, 'A stranger kidnaps a woman on her wedding day, leaving her husband behind.' Not a strong headline if I make it in my head. Those humans are good at making things seem good.
I gently made her seat on the bed while my hand went to the gown zipper. I know I shouldn't be touching her that way but what can I do? I need to make her rest comfortably and besides, she is my mate.
As my finger touched her skin, I was instantly reminded of what happened last night. The sweet moment we had that I wouldn't want to forget in a moment.
The way her beautiful sounds made music in my ears that suddenly became my favorite music. The way her hands moved behind my back caused a part of me to tinge so tightly.
I went on to remove her wedding dress, leaving her in just her undies. It took me great control not to undress her completely. I covered her up and quickly walked out of the room, not disturbing her even the slightest.
"How dare you do that in front of my woman?" I questioned the fidgeting Beta as soon as I walked out of my room.
He opened his mouth to speak but no words came out of his mouth. I command fear and it gives me pleasure seeing how much fear I instill in people.
That's me, I am Jethro Wesley, the current Alpha of the lycan and werewolves.
I am a Lycan and by my age, I was able to accomplish what anyone could not even my father couldn't achieve. I was made the next Lycan's Alpha after he died and I have ruled for six years, since I was eighteen.
It became a hassle and a lot of talks from the elders to find a Luna so we could rule together. To me, I would have preferred ruling all alone without any Luna. I wasn't one to stick with a single lady. I just wanted to live my life as freely as I could without being tied down to commitments that have to do with marriage.
The elders were so adamant and wanted me to have a mate by all means hug the moon goddess was on my side as I got none for six years until I was twenty-four.
She suddenly turned away from me and gave me a better surprise. I finally got a mate but turns out she was a human.
Why a human for goodness sake? There are lots of powerful, smart werewolves around that could make up for my wife, but a human?
I decided to find her and reject her right away as that was the plan of the elders too. They finally gave up on the matter and wished I just picked any woman of my choice and made her my Luna.
Coming over to the human community, I was immediately attracted to this human. I don't know if it was the mate bond but I found myself wanting her. Wanting her to be my woman and belong to no one else. Wanting her to be my Luna.
For the past month, I have been stalking secretly without her taking any notice. She was getting prepared to marry her fiance and that got me going crazy.
How would another man be with my woman? that thought almost blinded me with anger. With each passing day, I wanted to take her away. Far away from her fiance and into my arms.
Her fiance made my work easy.
"Please forgive me, your majesty." He was on his knees begging but that wasn't enough to calm the raging anger in me. How dare he try to touch my woman. "She belongs to me and you try to claim her?"
He bowed until his forehead was touching the ground. "I apologize my lord. I thought you had rejected her."
I rolled my fist into a ball, wanting to punch it hard into his skull but I tried to keep it down. He might be a dick but he is one of my trusted Beta. He has been with me for four years and hasn't for once, fallen short of what he does.
"I never said I would reject my princess. She is mine alone." I snapped.
"I-i apologize." He pleaded again.
"You would apologize to her when she wakes up and make sure this never happens. You know why I am sparing you and so, you shouldn't use that as leverage to do whatever you please. It wouldn't take me a minute to rip your head out of your body."
He swallowed hard and nodded. "I understand sir."
A strong scent passed through my nose, almost ripping my heart out. A sweet, fruity scent that I wanted to myself. That I wanted to perceive every day. My sweet woman scent.
I turned and caught her staring at me in horror. "Who are you?" The words came out quick but her voice was laced with fear. Fear I love to hear and see.
I raised a corner of my lips and answered, "Your one and only mate and your nightmare."
SARA'S POV"We are done, ma'am." Came the voice of the makeup artist as she gave way from me to see myself in the mirror.My mouth popped open and my eyes almost pulled out of its socket as I stared at my reflection.It was like a whole new different person, looking at herself. I barely recognized it was Sara Gilbert staring at herself."Wow, this is.... beautiful." It's my wedding day. A day of bliss and merriment for me and my family. I was finally getting married to my heartthrob. My high school lover, Vincent."He would hardly recognize you, ma'am. You are so pretty." She said again.I had expected makeup that would be worth the amount I paid but it exceeded my expectations. Clara did go far in giving me the best as she promised."Thank you so much, Miss Clara.""You are welcome. As long as you are the daughter of my mother's best friend, I will do the best for you at a cheaper price."Well, here is my life. I am a nineteen-year-old young woman. Just started college. I wasn't bor
SARA'S POV"My woman here is pregnant. We will be expecting a baby soon.......I have nothing to do with anymore Sara. The wedding is off." His words were on a replay in my head as I tried to digest everything going on around me.The Vincent before me must be a different one, right? Probably, his twin or doppelganger who his parent must have sent to ruin the wedding.Vincent wouldn't cheat on me, especially with my cousin's sister who I love so much. We are so close to each other and she is my best friend. She wouldn't betray me."Can you just stop this prank? It is getting to me already." I said to them but they seemed pretty serious."Who would he like about our baby?" She rubbed her stomach with a smile on her face.That was when it hit me. I was awoken to reality and my world came crashing before my eyes. My heart was overwhelmed by the betrayal before me and it felt so suffocating.To make matters worse, Mrs Marshall walked forward with a huge smile plastered on her face. "What ha
SARA'S POVI woke up with a low groan escaping my throat. My body ached but it was from a good feeling. I suddenly shot my eyes open, remembering what had happened to me.I had slept with a stranger after he comforted me yesterday. Good job Sara, good job.You just made yourself look stupid and cheap. How could I have done that? It was a moment meant for my husband, except, there was no husband anymore and I don't wish to pass through this pain again. The pain of falling in love and being betrayed by the ones you gave your all to.I looked beside me and there he was, sleeping peacefully with the duvet stopping right on his waist and his bare back, opened to me. On his back was a tattoo of an eagle, with his wings spread across his back. The eyes of the eagle carried anger. An anger that could slice through the core of the earth.I was tempted to touch it and feel the drawing under my fingers but I retracted my hand, wishing someone was close by to punch my face. I needed to get a head