"You are my wife only in paper. You will never be my mate." Ace said to her as tears rolled down her face. Ofcourse she knew he was forced to marry her, just like she was. But she hoped someday he will warm up to her. Why did he hate her so much when she was also forced into this marriage? Everyone is blaming her for not siring an heir yet for the southern pack, but what no one knows is that he has never laid a finger on her. They sleep in separate rooms. So why can't he just stand up to his father and ask her for a divorce so that he can be with the woman he truly loves?
Lihat lebih banyakCyn.
Of all the things life had thrown at me, this by far was the worst.
Most girls looked forward to the day they would get their wolf and find their mate.
But finding my mate was not high in the list of things that I wanted to do in life.
I watched as he signed the papers, he never once looked in my direction. It was like he was doing everything he possibly could not to look at me.
His father, Alpha Cole was sitting next to him. I had never met him in person but the rumours preceded him.
He was one of the most feared and well respected alpha around the globe. He was known for his strict rules and no mercy policies. No one dared cross him and if they did, they never lived long enough to tell about it.
My father whispered something to him, it was funny. The one man that was obligated to protect me, was the one selling me out. I was the sacrificial lamb, he used me to save himself and our pack.
My father was a huge gambler and alcoholic. He wasn't always like that though, he used to be respected and everyone wanted to be like him, kind, respected and cared about every member of his pack without discrimination.
Then my mom died, she was the love of his life and it took a toll on him, he never really recovered from her death, neither did he deal with it, instead he tried to cope with it by drinking and gambling.
But now he was in too deep, our pack was at the verge of losing everything, but this marriage was going to make everything okay.
Ace finished signing the papers and slid the papers over to me. I looked down at his signature and the papers.
I was only seventeen, soon to be eighteen. Right up until today, I was looking forward to turning eighteen and moving to a different city and studying medicine, but now all that was over. My fate was now decided for me, I was a wife now to a man I did not know up until now.
I looked up at my father, hoping he would see me pleading with my eyes for him to not go through with this. Instead I was met with a cold stare, I didn't even recognize him anymore.
I picked up the pen and signed my freedom away as painful tears rolled down my cheeks before I slid the papers back to my father.
In that moment, as I gave away any freedom and right that I had, however little. I hated my father more and my mother even more for dying and leaving me with this monster.
I had done everything he asked of me, slaved away, taken beatings for him, just looking forward to my eighteenth birthday, the day I would finally go as far away from here as possible.
But he had also taken that away from me too.
Ace.
I watched as she looked around with her big brown eyes, as if hoping for someone to tell her it was all a prank, it wasn't real. Except, it was all real. She was mine now.
I could have stopped this, I could have stood up to my father and refused to be betrothed to this young girl, but just like most people, I as well feared my father. I could never go against my father's will, besides what was the point, he always got what he wanted anyway, and what he wanted was for me to marry her and take my place in the pack as the alpha and give him a grandchild.
It all seemed so easy right? And it would have been easy, if I didn't have a whole different life back in London, a fiancée At that.
I looked at her again, she was silently sobbing, I could see the tears no matter how well she tried to hide it.
'It will be over soon, and we will both go our separate ways.' I whispered to myself, I would go back to London, back to my life and she will stay here, my father would be happy, everyone would be happy.
She finished signing the papers and slid them over to her father who immediately signed with no second thoughts before handing them over to my father.
I hated her father just as much as I hated mine. She was just a child. I wanted to scream at him, you are supposed to be her father, you are supposed to protect her, it's your duty to protect her.
But instead I just looked down, avoiding eye contact with my father.
I was just as much as a coward. I had the power to stop this, but I couldn’t.
My father signed the papers and put them back in an envelope before he got up, followed by her father and they walked out.
"I had your bags packed up and loaded into his car. This is no longer your home Cyn, you are now a married woman and you will be riding back to your new home with your husband." her father said before he disappeared down the hall.
As soon as we were all alone, she immediately got up, she wiped her tears and was about to walk away when I held her hand.
She looked down at me, she looked at where my hand was holding hers and I immediately let go.
"I'm sorry." I said, almost in a whisper.
"Are you though? Because you could have stopped all this." she fired back.
Just a few seconds ago, she was in tears but now she had this tough girl face on.
"You don't really know my father, I really couldn't." i said
She just sighed out loudly and walked away. When she was about to open the door, she stopped and looked at me.
"I will be waiting in the car, or do you actually need permission from your daddy to get up too?" she said sarcastically before she left.
She was angry, that I got and understood that. But I was not about to let her talk to me like that or disrespect me.
I immediately got up, heated up and followed her. I hated this just as much as she did. I had so much to loose I was not going to let her make me her punching bag. If she wanted to be mad at someone, it should be her father, he was the one that sold her off. Not me.
"Excuse me!" i yelled at her as she ran down the steps.
She pretended not to hear from me for a while, "I know you can hear me talking to you Cyn." i finally said catching up to her as I held her hand.
"What? What more do you want from me?" she yelled back at me.
"You are not going to talk to me the way you want Cyn." i said trying to control the fury rising in me.
"Or what Ace, are you going to tell on me to your bad dangerous daddy?" she said sarcastically, and my hand got tighter around her wrist.
"You are hurting me Ace!" she winced out in pain.
"Don't disrespect me Cyn. If you want to be mad at someone, be mad at the man that sold you out for a business deal. Not me." I fired back, still holding her wrist, "I have a life, a fiancée so this is not ideal for me either, I hate it just as much as you do." With that I let go of her hand and I could see the tears falling down her eyes, I immediately knew I hit a nerve, I walked to the car leaving her standing there, on the steps.
It was not like I was enjoying this either, I was forced into the arrangement, an arrangement that her father suggested in the first place.
I might still fear my father, but she could not speak to me like that.
I started the car immediately and she rushed down the steps still in tears.
The ride to the airport was quiet, no one spoke a word until we got there. And I preferred it that way.
I was not going to see her for the next three years, for now I needed to go back to my actual life and control the chaos.
"Where am I going?" she finally asked when I opened the car door.
"To Amsterdam, I can't really be with you, you are too young. You are going to learn everything you need to learn about being a luna and taking care of the pack and alpha. When you are twenty one, you will come back home to your duties as your wife.", I said before I walked away.
She would be much better anyway as far away from me as possible.
Cyn. Nine Months LaterI started to laugh as my little sister twerked her way down the aisle of my parent’s Baptist church. If Daddy walked in and saw that, there would be hell to pay.Ace pulled me back against his chest as he, too, laughed, a rumbling laugh that came from deep in his chest. I loved to hear him laugh like that.“Do you dare me to do that during the ceremony tomorrow?” Shelly asked.“I’ll pay you five hundred dollars if you do,” Charlie called to her.I smacked my brother on the arm.“What?”“Don’t encourage her.”“Hey, someone’s got to inject a little levity into this whole affair.And it can’t be at my wedding because if you think our parents are bad, wait until you meet Vanessa’s.”“When’s Vanessa going to be here?”“In the morning.”“Cutting it close.”Ace’s arms tightened around my waist, his hands wrapping around my swollen belly. “I think we all are, aren’t we?”I groaned. This whole wedding thing wasn’t my idea. It was my dad’s. He insisted that we be married
AceCyn was taking so long getting the ice cream that I finally went to find her. As I was coming down the stairs, I thought I heard voices. And then I turned the corner into the sitting room just as a gun fired.All I could thing was, Fuck!Margaret was on the floor with Cyn tangled up next to her, and they were struggling over this damn big gun. I reached in, tried to untangle them and get one or both up on their feet. And then Margaret pressed the barrel of the gun against Cyn’s side and wrapped her finger around the trigger. I did the only thing I could think of and that was to grab her wrist and yank. I felt something give and then the gun went off.The next thing I know, Margaret’s on her feet, the gun pointed at my chest. There’s blood, but I can’t tell where it’s coming from. And Cyn is still on the floor.“Why, Ace?” Margaret asked, her wrist limp where I broke it trying to pull her away from Cyn. She calmly changed hands, holding the gun with her other hand now. She pointed
CynI curled up in the bed next to Ace and took another bite of pizza.“I’m sorry,” I said, as I nibbled at a slice of pepperoni.“For what?”“For not remembering you. For putting you through that whole ordeal.”“It’s not like it was your fault.”“It must have been hard, though, living here with me when I didn’t even know who you were.”He reached over and rubbed a smear of grease off my chin. “It was rough,” he said, his eyes softening as he studied my face, “being near you and not feeling free to touch you.”“It must have been surreal.”“It was…difficult.” He chuckled a little as he picked at his own piece of pizza. “I thought it was all over when your parents showed up and demanded that you go home with them.”“Yeah?”“I thought for sure that you would agree to go. I mean, I was standing there, imagining you and your mom in the spare room packing your things while your dad lectured me about forcing myself on you after you made it clear that you no longer wanted me.”“He would have,
AceI wanted her to stay at the house, but she refused. She clung to my hand as we walked into the restaurant, so tight that my bones were rubbing together. She was scared So was I.I spotted him at a table closest to the kitchen, a busy area that was a little concerning. I wasn’t sure how we could talk freely with all the traffic that was going past there, but, then again, it seemed logical. Everyone was so busy going about their own business that they wouldn’t even remember that much about us, let alone overhear much of our conversation.I don’t think I would be good at this terrorist stuff. I was too honest.The man Colin Francis. stood as we approached the table.“Cyn,” he said with genuine affection in his voice. “How are you?”Cyn smiled politely. “Good, thank you.”“And Ace.” He studied my face for a minute, then offered his hand with a polite smile. I shook it because I didn’t know what else to do.He gestured for us to take a seat. Cyn snatched my hand under the table once we
CynI wanted to stay there for…well, forever. I didn’t want him to let me go. I didn’t want his kiss to stop lingering against my lips. I wanted to feel his heart pounding under his shirt and the heat of his skin, the heat that proved just how alive he was, to forever warm me up. He was my reasonfor getting out of bed in the morning and for facing life with a smile and a little skip in my step.“I love you,” he whispered against my lips.“I love you, too.”He ran his finger along the angle of my jaw. “I kind of like your hair like this. I can see every inch of your face all the time.”I groaned. “You would.”“Don’t you like it?”I laughed. “I should go to the hospital for all my haircuts.”He chuckled before pressing his lips to my forehead.“You look like a pixie. Or a little fairy.”“Gee, thanks.”“That’s a good thing, isn’t it?”I ran my hand up his chest again before letting it slide down, hooking my fingers under the waist of his slacks.“If you like it, I would go bald. Wear a
AceCyn was hiding something from me. I wasn’t sure what it was, and I didn’t like it. But I told myself she wouldn’t do it if she didn’t think it was important.I watched her pace the porch outside the back doors, the way that boot caused her just the slightest limp. Two months ago, the doctor said she would have a definitive limp if she ever woke up. Her recovery was remarkable, but everything about Cyn had always been remarkable.“How can you be with the woman who might send me to jail?”“How can you be with the man who got us all into this position in the first place?”My mom crossed her arms over her chest, a defiant look taking over the attractive features that once made her a very beautiful woman. Now she was tired. A very tired and broken woman.“I trusted that Grant would do the right thing.”“And I know that Cyn’s only doing what she thinks will protect us all.”“She almost went to the press with paperwork that shows Grant was working with terrorists. If it didn’t send him t
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