Prologue

"YOU'RE THE PRETTIEST woman that I ever laid my eyes on. My gorgeous Luna." The groom's eyes twinkle with pure love and sincerity as he said those words while looking directly at his bride's amber eyes.

Fiona couldn't believe she's marrying the only man who accepted anything about her. The man who continue to understand her amidst all the barrier that's stopping them from being together.

Franco was perfect for her. He shows his love to her in anyway and that made her accept all of her imperfections too. 

"I love you so so much." She whispered back, gripping his hand as their fingers intertwined against each other.

The wedding was about to start. All eyes on the couples but Fiona knows that most of them looks at her with disgust and disappointment. She knows, especially those harsh blue eyes that continue to drown her out of it's deepness.

Joaquin Cosimo. Franco's oldest brother. 

During their first meeting, Fiona instantly figure out that even Franco's brother didn't like her for him. His parents, his whole family, the whole pack, everyone didn't agree of their marriage. 

They have a fair reason not to be. Firstly was Fiona being wolfless. Second was her background, being an orphan at a very early age. She didn't have any proper education and became a slave of a rogue. All of it makes her look miserable on the eyes of the other wolves. 

She looks like a sheep entering a whole barn of wolves. 

It was her love for Franco that made her do it. She still wanted to marry him even after all the hates she received. 

A smile was widely plastered over her lips, it was her wedding. An every woman's dream. Her eyes were supposed to only be fixated to her soon to be husband but her eyes were pulling her somewhere dangerous.

There it is again. The electric shock that she felt everytime those deep blue eyes would stare at her intently. It looks cold but it felt different with unsaid emotions. 

She let out a deep breath and softly nod at Joaquin, he only answered her with a timid nod but his cold eyes never leaving hers. 

The wedding continued, they both said their vows and she felt like the happiest woman to ever live when the priest announced them married. A lone tear escaped her eyes, her lips quiver as she stop her tears of joy.

"Thank you, for accepting me." She whispered lovingly. Her husband looked at her like she is the most precious jewelry that he is most obsessed of. 

It was pure gentleness and desire. 

Franco held her waist and pulled her closer to him. The opposite eyes from his brother, a light and happy blue eyes looked at her, his red lips clashing unto her for a kiss making her heart thump in too much happiness.

"I will accept everything about you. That is how I love you."

STANDING AT THE side, watching his little brother's happy and contented face. Joaquin fixed his eyes back to his sister-in-law. Fiona Camwood, the orphan that everybody on the pack hates.

He never admits it but he never wanted the wedding to happen. Franco was too good for her and she was a nobody. But aside from that, a deep and more acceptable reason was hiding behind those drowning blue eyes.

"You're little brother got a wife first. So much for being the future Alpha." Aiden smirked boyishly as he try to tease his best friend. 

Joaquin is known for being a womanizer. He had all the she-wolves dancing around his palm, naked. He's ruthless, cold, merciless, as what everyone believed. And he's obsessed with his powers. 

"I can get a wife of my own. I just don't find it necessary as of now." He huffed in annoyance and fixed his suit before staring back to the newly wed.

Somehow, he couldn't take his eyes off them... Off her. 

The church was slowly losing the visitors, who were never even interested at the wedding in the first place. He saw his parents on their way out of the church when he get ahold of them first.

"Where are you going?" He asked, his serious eyes looking at his father, the Alpha. 

Their father's eyes held disappointment reflecting their mother's feeling. "We already talked about this, Joaquin. We only came here for the wedding." He explained, his voice as serious as his son.

Joaquin secretly clenched his jaw, his hand tightened into a fist as he watch Fiona with sad and teary eyes. He know for a fact that it is because of everyone. Their family and their people never try to hide their disappointment towards her, how they can't accept her to be part of their pack.

"The reception." Joaquin stated after a long silence. 

Franco and Fiona never prepare a reception. They knew no one would come so they decided that after wedding is an early honeymoon.

"No, we are not going to celebrate this wedding normally, son. I am not going–"

"I'll call someone to ready the reception and I want you..." His drowning eyes went directly to his father. "To invite the whole pack so we can celebrate their wedding." He continued, his eyes were stern and firm.

His father, Horatio, plastered a playful and sarcastic smirk on his lips. He took a step forward toward him and gently tap his shoulder before whispering. "You are not doing this for your brother, aren't you?" It was a conversation only they know. 

"If you want your sons to be the leader of the pack that you protected your whole life, then do what I say. Before I change my mind and ruin the pack your ancestors built." 

He turn his back at them and went out of the church. Following him was his best friend, Aiden, who never loses his grin. 

"You're doomed, man. I'm warning you, you're going to be hurt so bad." He whistled but Joaquin didn't give him a single attention.

He was busy talking with someone behind the phone, asking them to make the whole reception as grand as they can. 

And he'll pay... whatever it cost.