Cyn.
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. I looked around the surroundings, even the air around here smelt different and fresh. It was like the rich lived in their own different little world. I had no idea, what to expect. It had been three years since we saw each other. Three years of loneliness and solitude. He never came visit me, not even once. He never called either, one day I asked one of the matrons for his number, I wanted to call him, ask him how he was doing. But instead i just stared at the number until I fell asleep. It was difficult at first, but as time went by I got used to it. "How far out are we?" I asked Paul, the driver who was driving me from the airport. Ace didn't even make the time to come pick me up from the airport, but he was a busy man. What did I really expect? That he would stop what he was doing just to come get me? I have never been that type of girl. The girl anyone makes time for I mean. The nerves were certainly kicking in and my whole body was sweating profusely from parts I d
Cyn. "Good morning Cyn." Alba said from the door smiling. I loved her, she reminded me so much of my mother. "Good morning Alba," I said smiling back. " I have never slept so comfortably in my life." i said excitedly as I got off bed and walked over to draw the curtains of my window. "It's such a beautiful morning Alba, I think I might go for a swim." "Oooh no," Alba said stopping me "Whats wrong?" I asked confused. "You can't go swimming today." "But why not Alba, it's a beautiful day." "Because you have a gala to attend with Mr Cole. He is going to introduce you to the world as his wife." "Oooh." i said with lack of a better word. "So let's get you to look like a princess, shall we?" Alba said smiling as she took my arm. After spending over four hours this morning getting myself ready for this gala, the nerves were starting to come in now. I looked different, so different I was having a hard time recognizing myself in the mirror I looked at my reflection in the mi
Cyn. The gala was hardly the intimate affair had imagined it would be. When he said he wanted to introduce me to the world, I thought it was going to be an intimate thing.. There were at least two hundred of Manhattan’s most elite social movers in attendance, and it made it hard for me not to be grateful for the dress I had chosen. If Ace hadn't bought me the shoes and dress, I would be definitely dressed for the wrong event. The dress was too short and too tight for my taste, especially with the almost no back, and with everyone's attention on me, but judging by the similarly bedecked Barbie dolls that were hanging on their date’s arms the look was par for the course.Ace gave the stunning, reed slim hostess a kiss on both cheeks before putting his hand on my back and heatwaves shocked my whole system as he introduced me“This is my wife Cyn, Cyn, this is Caroline Vance. She is the chairperson of all the House charity.”“Nice to meet you.” i shook the other woman’s perfectly manic
Cyn.I tried to quiet the pounding of my pulse. I looked at the couples on the dance floor, their bodies entwined as they moved in a rhythm that seemed far too…sexual to simply call it dancing.Ace trained his bright white smile on me, but this smile was different than any other he had given me before. It was almost predatory. He extended his hand.“Dance with me.”Not a question, a command. And for some reason a thrill ran through me rather than the anger that I had expected, needed. Something about him was breaching my defenses, softening me to him. He was surprising me. He wasn’t just a shallow playboy, and I had been much more comfortable with him when si had been able to just write him off as such.I accepted his offered hand, hoping he didn’t notice that my own was damp with perspiration, and allowed him to lead me onto the dance floor. Not smart. My practical inner voice was all but screaming at me not to do it, I had two left feet.Necessary, i countered, ignoring the churning
Cyn.The wedding had become sort of much anticipated society event, despite how little time had passed between the announcement and the actual ceremony or maybe because of that reason. I couldn’t help but think that the haste of the marriage was part of what made it interesting.I felt half the eyes in the historic church examining my flat stomach speculatively as i walked down the long aisle.The air was heavy with the perfume of flowers, compliments of my overzealous wedding planner, and the late afternoon sun streamed through a round stained glass window, throwing squares of blue light onto the stone floor. It was a beautiful wedding. But it was someone else's wedding. None of it was to my taste except for my simple earrings, everything else was custom made. I raised my eyes and looked at my groom, waiting for me at the head of the aisle. I had never seen him look so handsome. His tuxedo was black and well fitted, showing off broad shoulders and a tapered waist.He was in fantast
Ace.I clenched my teeth. The images that statement evoked were so erotic i nearly hauled her slippery body out of the tub so i could show her just what I could accomplish while she was naked and dripping wet.I had thought that by walking in on her bath i could remove the mystery, and in so doing remove some of her allure. But far from it. The hints of peachy skin I could see beneath the water had me hard andwanting her with a ferocity that shocked me. Her attempts to cover herself had pushed her cleavage higher above the surface of the water, and i was having trouble tearing my eyes away so that i could look at her face when she talked. I had seen plenty of naked women before, plenty of beautiful, naked women. Why should this one bespecial? She shouldn’t be. But she was.“Fine, I will wait for you in the living room.” I said walking away. CynAs soon as he left the room, i scrabbled out of the tub. I wrapped a towel around myself and cautiously peeked into my room. After I had v
Cyn.The vibrant colour of the island rushed up into my vision as the plane began to move closer to the viridian land. The trees were so dense i could hardly see the runway, and it felt as though the plane was going to crash into the thick palms and kukuis that lined the coast.“It’s so beautiful,” i said almost to myself looking at the beautiful small island from above the sky.Ace barely looked up from his laptop. He was sitting across from me in a captain’s chair that was adjacent to the small love seat i was perched on.That man looked sexy as hell, with his reading glasses on. Is there anything that could make him look bad? He looked sexy doing the most basic things. His private plane was the size of my apartment, or atleast the apartment I lived in the past five years after i signed my life away and it was lavishly furnished. I had probably looked completely gauche when I had boarded the plane back in New York, my mouth hanging open as i took in theabsolute indulgence and luxu
Cyn. My heart stuttered. Images of twined tanned and lily white limbs flashed through my mind’s eye. Ace kissing me passionately, desire overwhelming us to the point that we couldn’t make it to the bed,Ace taking me gently to the floor, settling between my thighs…I blinked, trying to stop the erotic slide show that was going on in my mind.The look in Ace’s dark eyes told me that we were experiencing a moment of identical thought, and that was enough to bring common sense and sanity back.He might be married to me, but his heart belonged to another, he had made it very clear on the very first night we met. And I was pretty positive he was talking to her on the night of the gala, right after his head had been buried deep in my thighs. “Classy.” i sounded prissy even to my own ears.“Class is sometimes overrated. Particularly in the bedroom.” he said mocking me. The fact that he was always ready with some casual, off the cuff response was infuriating. I couldn’t hope to compete wit