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My mother, having no time for him, turned to leave. Without warning, Wyatt grabbed her wrist and demanded, “Didn’t she agree to be my concubine? Why is she suddenly marrying Jaxon?” Hearing this, my mother flew into a rage and shook off his hand. “Who agreed? Why should my daughter give up being an Alpha’s Luna to be your plaything? Where do you get this shameless confidence?!”
Only then did Wyatt remember that this was just a private agreement between him and Liliana’s father.
He had thought that since Liliana loved him so much, she would be grateful and happy to be his
concubine.
When he pictured Liliana marrying Jaxon, it felt as if a piece of his heart was missing. Instinctively, he took off after the ceremonial procession.
Willa reached out and grabbed his arm. “Wyatt, where are you going?”
Wyatt was feeling incredibly agitated. “I’m going after Liliana. I can’t let her marry that monster!”
Willa’s eyes filled with tears. “Why? Did you fall for her while I was having my ‘episodes“?”
Wyatt’s answer was evasive. “No, it’s just… everyone knows Jaxon is cursed. His three previous mates all died under mysterious circumstances. I’m just worried Liliana will be the fourth!”
Willa held Wyatt’s arm tightly and said gently, “Father only recently found out that’s just a rumor. Otherwise, he never would have agreed to let Liliana marry him.”
Willa interrupted him. “Wyatt, she is my sister, and she’s getting bonded. Our bonding ceremony should be your priority now.”
She pulled him to see her father to discuss the date of their bonding ceremony.
Inside the carriage, I listened to the sounds of the procession and gazed at the beautifully decorated vehicle, I felt a sense of unease in my heart.
Jaxon had been frail and sickly since childhood and had spent almost his entire life abroad. Very few people had ever seen him in person.
Rumors claimed he was a brutal monster. Other rumors claimed his bloodline was cursed, making him unable to bond and giving him a volatile temperament.
They said he enjoyed torturing people and that his three previous mates had been killed by his
own hand.
These thoughts flashed through my mind, but in the end, I decided to calm myself.
The worst that could happen was death. I had already died once, so there was nothing to fear. The carriage traveled for a long time before finally coming to a stop.
A strong, masculine hand appeared as the carriage door opened, offered to help me
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palm was broad and warm, conveying a reassuring strength.
I reached out and took his hand, and he guided me out of the ceremonial carriage.
The ceremony was a traditional one. Perhaps it was fatigue from the long ride, or perhaps it was my nerves, but I stumbled as I crossed the threshold and nearly fell.
His hand immediately shot out to my lower back, steadying me and pulling me into his arms. “Careful,” he said.
His voice was deep, gentle, and full of power.
However, the voice sounded surprisingly familiar.
After the elders blessed us, we were led to our bedroom.
I sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for his arrival. I hadn’t eaten all day and was starving. Listening to the boisterous noise from outside, I had no idea how long I’d have to wait for Jaxon.
What if he came in in a bad mood? Would that mean I was going to die on an empty stomach?
To avoid that scenario, I lifted my veil, grabbed a piece of cake from the table, and wolfed it down.
It melted in my mouth. It was sweet, but not cloying.
This was truly something only a powerful pack could afford. Even the cake was a cut above anything you’d find in an ordinary bakery.
After finishing the first piece, I couldn’t resist taking a second.
Just then, the door creaked open. I looked up and saw Jaxon, still in his ceremonial attire, looking at me with an expression that was… a mixture of surprise and nostalgia.
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