Xavier Blackwood had never been fond of the idea of an arranged marriage. As one of the most powerful werewolf billionaires in the world, he had always believed he could have anyone he wanted. But the tradition of his pack dictated otherwise, and Xavier was left with no choice but to comply.He stood at the altar, his eyes scanning the crowd for a sign of his new bride. He had never met Evangeline Turner, but he had already decided that he would despise her. She was too naive, too innocent for a man like him. She would be a liability, a burden he would have to carry for the rest of his life.Xavier stood firmly at the altar amidst the lush green landscape surrounding them. As he gazed around, he couldn't help but feel claustrophobic. According to the pack traditions, he was expected to get married to someone who didn't even know him a few hours ago. As an incredibly wealthy werewolf, he had a lot of power and influence in the world, but when it came to his personal life, he was forced

Evangeline had lived in the Blackwood house for over a week now, and despite her efforts to get closer to Xavier, he had remained distant and cold. She woke up on a Saturday morning, feeling groggy from a late-night reading session. She checked her phone and saw that it was only 8 AM. She smiled, knowing that she had the whole day ahead of her.She got out of bed and stretched her limbs, feeling the stiffness in her bones. She headed to the shower, letting the steam relax her muscles. After her shower, she rummaged through her suitcase, trying to find something comfortable to wear. She settled on a pair of denim shorts and a white tank top, pairing it with a light jacket.As she was tying her shoelaces, Xavier walked into the room, startling her. "Good morning," he said shortly.Evangeline looked up, still trying to process his sudden appearance. "Oh. Good morning. You scared me," she said, with a laugh."We have an event to attend this afternoon. It's a traditional occasion that my f