I stand at the altar, my heart pounding in my chest like a drum. I'm finally marrying Caleb Drennan, my gentle and kind-hearted Beta wolf from the Silverwood Pack.
He smiles at me, his hazel eyes crinkling at the corners, and I feel my knees weaken. His hand wraps around mine, sending a jolt of electricity through my body. We've been together for three years, and every moment with him has been a gift. He's the only one who's ever seen past the scars of my past, past the whispers and the bullying. He's the only one who's ever made me feel like I'm worth something. As I look at him, I'm flooded with memories of our time together. I remember the way he used to walk me home from school, protecting me from the snickers and the sneers of the other pack members. I remember the way he'd listen to me, patiently and kindly, when I needed someone to talk to. And I remember the way he'd hold me, warm and safe, on cold winter nights. The pack priest clears his throat, drawing our attention. "Do you, Caleb Drennan, take Aria Thornveil to be your mate, to love and cherish her, to stand by her side through trials and triumphs, and to honor the bond between you?" Caleb's smile falters, and his eyes lock onto mine with an intensity that makes my breath skip. "I accept Aria Thornveil to be my mate, to protect and provide for her, to stand by her side through all of life's challenges, and to love her with every fiber of my being," he says, his voice low and husky. The pack priest turns to me, a warm smile on his face. "And do you, Aria Thornveil, accept Caleb Drennan to be your mate, to love and honor him, to stand by his side through trials and triumphs, and to cherish the bond between you?" I take a deep breath, feeling a sense of joy and commitment wash over me. "I accept Caleb Drennan to be my mate, to love and support him, to stand by his side through all of life's challenges, and to cherish him with every fiber of my being," I say, my voice clear and strong. The pack priest smiles, his eyes shining with warmth. "Then let it be known, before the pack and before the gods, that Caleb Drennan and Aria Thornveil are mates, bound together by their love and their commitment to one another." As the priest speaks, I feel a sense of pride and belonging wash over me. For the first time in my life, I feel like I'm part of the pack, like I'm accepted and loved for who I am. The pack priest's voice rises, his words echoing through the lodge. "Is there anyone who objects to this union? Anyone who does not wish these two to be mates?" The room falls silent, the only sound the quiet rustling of fabric as the pack members shift in their seats. I hold my breath, feeling a sense of anticipation build in my chest. And then, just as the silence is about to be broken, a voice rings out, loud and clear… "Yes, I object." My heart sinks, my world crashing down around me. Who could be objecting to our union? And why? The room erupts into chaos, the pack members murmuring and whispering to one another. Where did the voice come from? Who could have said that? Caleb's eyes lock onto mine, filled with concern and protection. I feel a sense of fear and uncertainty wash over me, and I wonder what's going on. The doors of the ceremonial lodge burst open, and a bright light shines in, illuminating the room. The sudden influx of light makes me squint, but my gaze is drawn to the figure walking through the doorway. He's a man, tall and imposing, with a chiseled physique that seems carved from granite. His face is chiseled, with sharp cheekbones and a strong jawline, and his eyes seem to bore into my very soul with a cold, calculating gaze. The room falls silent as everyone's attention turns towards the mysterious figure. I feel a shiver run down my spine as he strides towards us, his movements confident and purposeful. His eyes seem to scan the room, taking in every detail, before finally settling on me and Caleb. Who is this man? Why has he objected to our union? And what does he want? As I gaze at him, I feel my heart racing in my chest. It's beating so fast, I can feel it pounding in my ears. I try to take a deep breath, but my lungs seem to be constricting, making it hard to draw in air. The man's eyes seem to lock onto mine, and I feel a jolt of electricity run through my body. He's handsome, in a rugged, masculine way, but there's something about him that seems...off. Something that makes me feel like I'm in danger. Caleb's hand tightens around mine, and I feel a surge of gratitude towards him. He's trying to protect me, to shield me from whatever this man might bring. I gaze at the stranger once more and I feel a sense of trepidation building inside me. Who is he? And what does he want from us? The pack priest's eyes widen in fear, and he takes a step back, his eyes darting back and forth between the man and us. "N-no, it can't be," he stammers. Did the priest somehow know him? The man's eyes narrow, and he takes a step forward, his gaze fixed on me. "I object," he repeats, his voice low and menacing. "She has already been claimed.” “What?! What are you talking about?” Caleb looks utterly confused. Even me. “She's already mated to me."I cry out in pain, holding my chest as the bond severs. It feels like my heart is being ripped apart, like I'm being torn in two. "Why?" I whisper, my voice shaking with agony. "Why did you do this to me? It hurts so bad." Lucien's expression is cold, his eyes gleaming with a cruel light. "Aww, my little Thorn," he says, his voice dripping with malice, patting the back of my head. "You can never be my mate. You can never get my love." I feel a wave of despair wash over me, and I sob uncontrollably. "Why?" I demand, my voice rising in anguish. "Why did you do this to me?" Lucien laughs, a cold, mirthless sound. "You should ask your dead father," he says, his eyes glinting with hatred. "The only reason I took you, the only reason I stopped you from escaping and getting mated with Caleb, is because I want revenge for what your father did to me. To my family!" I stare at him, my mind reeling with shock and pain. The look in his eyes is one of pure hatred, a deep-seated ang
He's transformed, dressed in a sleek black blazer suit that accentuates his broad shoulders and chiseled features. He looks like he's getting ready for a high-stakes occasion, and he exudes an air of confidence and power. His hair is styled perfectly, the dark strands swept back to reveal his sharp jawline and prominent cheekbones. His eyes, a piercing blue, seem to gleam with appreciation as he takes in my appearance. "You're pretty," he says, his voice low and smooth. "The blue crystal gown suits you." I feel a flush rise to my cheeks as he pushes off from the doorframe and walks towards me, his movements fluid and predatory. "Thanks," I manage to say, trying to sound nonchalant despite the butterflies in my stomach. Lucien stops in front of me, his eyes roaming over my face and body. "Honestly, you look stunning," he says, his voice sincere. "I'm glad you're wearing that gown. It will make a statement tonight." I raise an eyebrow, curious despite myself. "What occa
I struggle wildly, trying to open the door and jump out, but it's jammed, refusing to budge. I yank on the handle, desperation clawing at me, but it won't give. Lucien lets out a low, exasperated sigh. "It's futile, Aria. Stop struggling. You're only going to exhaust yourself." I glare at him, my heart racing with fear and adrenaline. "Let me out of here! You can't just kidnap me and expect me to go along with it!" Lucien's expression remains calm, but his eyes gleam with a hint of amusement. "Oh, but I can. And I will. You're my mate now, Aria. You're mine to protect, mine to care for. And mine to keep." I snort, rolling my eyes. "Protect? Care for? You call this protection? You call this care?" Lucien's gaze narrows, his voice taking on a slightly sharper tone. "You're not listening, Aria. You're mine now. And I'll do whatever it takes to keep you safe. Even if it means keeping you prisoner." I laugh, a harsh, bitter sound. "You're insane. You really think I'll j
His mate? How dare he say such a thing? Who really is this man? And how can he claim me as his mate when I'm standing here with Caleb, ready to pledge my love and loyalty to him? The questions swirl in my mind, but before I can ask any of them, the man's eyes seem to bore into mine, and I feel like I'm drowning in their depths. The pack priest's voice trembles as he calls out, "Lucien Veyrien Hale, why have you come here?" The man's eyes never leave mine as he responds, his voice low and husky. "I'm here to claim my mate," he says, his words dripping with possession. Caleb's grip on my hand tightens, and he turns to me, his eyes filled with concern. "Aria, do you know him?" he asks, his voice low and urgent. I shake my head, feeling a sense of confusion and fear. "No, I've never met him before," I say, my voice barely above a whisper. Lucien Veyrien Hale. The name sends a shiver down my spine. Everyone in the pack knows who he is. He's the Alpha of the Crescent Rid
I stand at the altar, my heart pounding in my chest like a drum. I'm finally marrying Caleb Drennan, my gentle and kind-hearted Beta wolf from the Silverwood Pack. He smiles at me, his hazel eyes crinkling at the corners, and I feel my knees weaken. His hand wraps around mine, sending a jolt of electricity through my body. We've been together for three years, and every moment with him has been a gift. He's the only one who's ever seen past the scars of my past, past the whispers and the bullying. He's the only one who's ever made me feel like I'm worth something. As I look at him, I'm flooded with memories of our time together. I remember the way he used to walk me home from school, protecting me from the snickers and the sneers of the other pack members. I remember the way he'd listen to me, patiently and kindly, when I needed someone to talk to. And I remember the way he'd hold me, warm and safe, on cold winter nights. The pack priest clears his throat, drawing our atten