Dylan's P.O.V.
Screams and shouts were coming from the outside. My guess was right, the woman that I was supposed to get married to didn't know anything prior to marriage before.
With the way she protested, I guessed she was also clearly against the union.
The way she screamed for help was starting to infuriate me but she could scream all she wanted because no one was going to hear her inside the middle of this thick forest.
My servants rushed towards the door, trying to calm the woman who was threatening to rain hail and brimstones if her parents didn't take her home immediately.
I leaned back in on my chair, adjusting my glasses, with my eyes fixated on the newspaper. I had no interest in pacifying my soon to be bride but the noise and screams was something that I wouldn't tolerate.
The dogs in the compound kept barking at her and I was taken aback when she barked back at them. It was something that I wasn't expecting at all.
"You want to get me married to a beast? A werewolf! Over my dead body! I would rather die than get married to someone who changes into an animal. Are you guys even thinking straight because how could you even think of doing something like this to me? And you call yourself my parents? I hate you all and I never want to see you again!"
My brows furrowed slightly, did she just call me a beast? An animal? That was the reason why I hated associating with humans. They always thought that they are better than others but who in the world raised this uncouth lady? Was this the woman the moon goddess wanted me to spend the rest of my life with? Then, this must be a joke!
At this point, I had no choice than to reject this marriage instantly. Because how dare a mere human with no power talk disrespectfully to me like that?!
I shoved the newspaper aside and strode across the door leading to the outside, my fists were clenched by my side. I was boiling with anger and I didn't know what I might do to this woman if I exceeded my limit.
She literally cussed out on everyone, her parents, the moon goddess, the servants, and most especially me!
In as much as her anger was justifiable, it was the extreme limit!
I swung the door open, narrowing my gaze towards the woman who clutched onto a rail firmly. She was screaming out her lungs as they tried to loosen her grip on the rails that she was clutching on to.
I paused as I realized the lady looked really familiar. I was trying to recollect where I had seen her before when her face flashed through my head. I remembered now; she was the lady that I saved when she was about to be attacked by a pack of wolves.
She was the lady that made me feel sparks that I have never felt before.
A frown formed on my face when it dawned on me that she was the same lady that I would be getting married to and she was the same lady that activated my mating bond.
As much as I loathed the woman screaming on top of her lungs, there was a way she made me feel that I couldn't explain.
Her father trotted to where I was standing when he spotted me. "Please forgive my daughter, she just got back from the hospital and the truth of her getting married to you is overwhelming for her." He apologized.
I didn't respond to what he said but averted my gaze back to her.
All of a sudden, her eyes caught mine and she shoved off the hands around her as she charged towards me. "Are you the beast that I am getting married to? I don't know what deal you might have had with my parents but I am not interested in getting married to you! Let that sink in. So free me now and let's go our separate ways."
I didn't know if it was because of the way she spoke but I couldn't stand the lady blabbing right in front of me. I felt sudden revulsion towards her and the sight of her alone made my skin crawl.
Where did she get the audacity and effrontery to talk to me like that?
"Do you know that I can snap off your neck in a second?" I gave her a death stare that looked threatening but the lady standing right in front of me didn't seem perturbed by the stares that I gave.
"I am not disputing the fact because that's what beasts like you do! See, your business isn't my concern but tell my parents to take me back to where they picked me from!" She yelled angrily, glaring at her parents who tried to call her to order.
My palm itched and I needed to hit it something. Then she took me by surprise by taking my hands in her's, electricity rushed through my skin with the feeling of her hands on mine.
"Please." Her eyes gleamed brightly as she pleaded.
I drew my hands from hers and slipped my hands inside my pocket. Before, I wanted to reject her instantly because of the way she spoke mindlessly. But right now, whatever I felt when she took my hands in hers was purely magical.
Although I loathed this lady, I couldn't bring myself to reject her as my mate even though a human being my mate was literally the most absurd thing that I have ever heard.
The moon goddess must be up to something because she knew the enmity that existed between humans and werewolves for centuries yet she chose a human as my mate.
"Please tell them to take me home." Streams of tears began to streak down her cheeks.
Her tears touched me but it was suddenly replaced with the hate that I felt for her. I opened my mouth to reject her as my mate and her face lit up brightly as if she knew what I wanted to say.
I couldn't just bring myself to say the words that she wanted to hear and this was caused by the darned mating bond. The words were too heavy to say and it felt like every part of me would crumble to pieces if those words fell out of my mouth.
I exhaled sharply, straightening my face, glancing at the servants who stood behind her.
"Bring her in and deck her up. We have a wedding to prepare for."
Iris.I watched the Alpha Arnold walk in with the man who had refused to grace me with his presence for a few days now. I didn't know why, but I had gone from not wanting to have anything to do with the man to simply missing his presence around.But then again, as much as I missed his presence, there was still this warning in a part of my heart that kept telling me that I should not give him the chance to get too close with me. Otherwise, I would be playing with fire. I didn't even know what that was supposed to mean, but I wanted to pay attention to my sixth sense. In a way, it had helped helped me out of trouble.A sigh escaped my lips as I turned to pick up a handkerchief so that I would be able to wipe sweat off my face. I was alerted to how well I was healing now. If it was before, rather than that sigh that I let out, I was sure that it was going to either be a groan or it was going to be me being in tears from the excruciating pain that would take over me."Let me help with tha
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Alpha Dylan. Days after the doctor told me those words, my heart was no longer in the right places. I lost track of myself and barely managed to keep my shit together.The possibility that the woman might never remember who I was? How absurb! Except that I knew there was nothing absurb about the matter. In fact, since I got that revelation, my mind had been far away. Why?Because every time I stepped into Iris's room, I got that look that said that I was a nobody to her, so she couldn't overly be concerned about my presence. While I tried my best to act like the words and actions didn’t get to me whenever I was with her, once I was out of her room, my heart always sank down.It was so bad that even Arnold had begun to notice the difference to me. Now, I hadn't gone to the hospital for two days in a roll after telling Arnold to only contact me if there was something wrong or if my signature was needed for something.While I was at the hospital, I tried to urge the doctor to continue
Alpha Dylan. Just like the first time she would ever ask me that question, my mind still went blank again. How could she always ask me the same question every time she set her eyes on me?"Iris, it is me, Dylan," I said in a lame attempt to make her remember. The doctor came over to my side and moved around me to get to her. Once he was close, he began to examine her thoroughly. Unlike the first time, no one told me to move my ass out of the way. I waited, watching as the doctor used some sort of touch to check her eyeballs, roamed his fingers in front of her, and asked her a few questions also."How do you feel now?" He asked when he was done with his examination. He had his hand on the report card that was always seated at the edge of the bed. "A bit of a headache and pain," Iris mumbled out. "Dry throat also." She added after a while.The doctor nodded and wrote some things in the card. Once he returned the card back to the usual position, he turned to look at me first, then bac
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