[Zeve’s POV] “Amor!” I got up and held him. “What’s wrong?” “Tsk!” He breathed through his clenched teeth. “As usual. The spine pain. I think I am on my five-hour limit again.” “I told you there was no need for all this. You even made these. Don’t tell me you collected the flowers on your own, too?” He looked at me and smiled playfully. “How do you know? Do you have spies?” “I can’t believe this. Why? Why would you?” “For the luna of my pack and for a friend.” He said, peering into my eyes. I didn’t know what to say anymore. “Lie down on the bed and rest a little. Did you take your medicine?” I helped him lie on my bed. Others didn’t know about Amor’s condition and they shouldn’t. “I will call Lucella…” I was about to leave when he held my hand. “No, I have taken my medicines. Calling Lucella is only going to create talks. Remember, eyes are always on us from now on. A quick massage could do a better job,” he shrugged, raising his brows as if he was asking me to give him a

[Zeve’s POV] “I think you should rest and prepare yourself a little more for the marriage because it’s going to be real…” he said, licking his lower lip. “Nothing about our marriage is fake, Zeve. The vows we take, the rituals we perform, will bind us together for life. It’s just a little more twisted than normal marriages… so if you need more time to get ready…” “No. I know and I am completely prepared mentally, physically, in every manner. It was just that when I stepped—” I was about to tell him about the memories that the temple transferred to me. It was nothing new for me, but it took its toll on my body. “The temple was so grand and lit even without the torches that I was a little dizzy. That’s it! I am not stressed about marriage at all.” It was a lie. I was nervous. Wasn’t that normal, though? For once I thought he was going to call off the marriage. And now I am worried he might think I was too desperate to marry. “But…” “Let’s get married!” I sprung up from the bench.

[Amor’s POV] I was wearing a white and red military tunic with white breeches. The red royal mantle draped over my shoulders was secured by golden chains in the front. The marriage would be sealed in the banquet hall of the temple. The stage was prepared where the marriage rituals would be fulfilled. The priestess was making last-minute preparations with the help of her disciplines. Only family members were allowed in the temple. Men were seated in the hall in front of the stage. The ladies were all upstairs getting ready. I was sitting near the wedding stage on the golden royal sofa with Morfan beside me. “This is the twentieth time you looked at the stairs, alpha,” Morfan said. I glanced at him, then at the balustrade. Morfan sighed, “I will bring some water for you.” “No need,” I said. “I know that’s not what you need, but water will help suppress your other needs.” Morfan had started talking gibberish from the time we set foot in the Trimontum islands. He kept saying th

[Amor’s POV] I didn’t even realise that I gave out an abiding order. Abiding order was a special power wielded only by the ruling alpha of a pack. This power enabled an alpha’s words to be followed by every member of that pack without explanations, conditions, and exceptions. Be it an omega or a high-ranking alpha. As soon as they heard the abiding order, they were bound to follow it. If such orders were issued through mind-link, even the werewolves who were far away from the alpha would be bound by this order. Such great power came with its restrictions too, like the ruling alpha couldn’t use it recklessly. It could be used with majority support from the Alpha Cabinet and, only in an emergency, the majority vote could be neglected. The ruling alpha couldn’t use it for personal matters. If he did, he could be stripped from his alpha position if the majority in the Alpha Cabinet and werewolf public council supported his expulsion. After using it, he needed to submit a proper expla

[Amor’s POV] The greetings of marriage started showering on us from all directions. I had to get Zeve out of there, but I couldn’t find a way with all the family members trying to see Zeve. I knew they were curious. Some with good intentions and almost all of them with evil gaze. Whatever it was, Zeve needed rest. I mind-linked Morfan, Lucella and my mother. “Please help me get Zeve out of here. She is tired. It seems she might actually pass out at any moment now. Do something!” The three of them looked at Zeve together with a worried expression over their faces. Mother and Lucella looked at one another while Morfan— “What! An emergency! What happened? Is everything ok?” Morfan yelled at a soldier, standing next to him. The soldier looked completely clueless why the beta was suddenly yelling at him. “An attack! From where?” Morfan asked the soldier while the soldier looked as if his soul had left his body. “A-attack? Beta?” He froze, peering at Morfan with his widened eyes.