Dante’s POV“Vanessa please stay with me, please” I pleaded with tears rolling down my eyes, I felt like it was my fault. “Will be at the hospital soon, I promise” I said as I quickly scooped Vanessa up from the floor, her body limp and blood staining her clothes. As I hurried towards the exit, my heart raced with fear and urgency. The sight of my headguard approaching filled me with a mix of relief and dread. Without hesitation, he took Vanessa from my arms, his swift actions matching the gravity of the situation.Together, we rushed back to the safety of the pack, every step feeling like a battle against time. Vanessa's pale face haunted me, her breaths were shallow and it was as if life is been sucked out of her. The journey to the hospital was a blur of motion and anxiety, the world around me reduced to a backdrop of worry and fear.“What happened to her?” the doctor asked just as we arrived at the hospital.“No time for questions doctor, please save my wife” When the doctor noti
Vanessa’s POV"Dan, come here!" I called out to my son, his laughter filling the room as he darted around, full of energy. I was supposed to get him ready for the ceremony, but like any child, he was proving to be quite stubborn. “Oh, Dan if I catch you” I called his name again, hoping he would listen, and to my surprise, he ran towards the door, giggling mischievously.Just as I was about to catch him, Dante, my husband, appeared and scooped Dan up from behind, lifting him effortlessly. Dante's entrance into the room, carrying our son as they played together, brought a sense of joy and relief to the chaotic moment.“Please bring that naughty boy here,” I said as I sat on the floor trying to catch my breath after the whirlwind of chasing Dan around.“No, we don't want to wear your clothes” Dante replied jokingly, I couldn't help but smile at the sight before me. Seeing Dante and Dan together, their laughter harmonizing in the air, filled my heart with warmth and gratitude.At that mo
**Vanessa's POV**I surveyed the hall; the decorations were falling into place just as I'd envisioned. We were halfway through the setup.As I stepped into the room, the soft glow accentuated the hazel depths of my eyes, reflecting a mixture of curiosity and quiet confidence. Cascading curls framed my face, an intricate dance of chestnut waves that whispered tales of their own. Freckles, scattered like stardust, adorned my skin, each one a unique constellation tracing a map of experiences. With a smile that held hints of both mischief and humor.Today felt draining. The wedding preparations burdened me like a ton of bricks, and shouldering the responsibility alone was overwhelming. But who could I complain to? After all, I was the pack's comedy relief. Not having a mate at 19 came with a lot of gossip and laughter. I was proof of that."Vanessa?" My father's voice cut through the anger brewing within me.I shifted my attention to him. "Go to the pack house and get more decorations," h
**Vanessa's POV**I hurried home, clutching the basket filled with requested items. The knot of pain in my chest tightened; the rejection still haunted my mind, and soon, the news would spread.Entering the house, I placed the basket by the door. I knew what was expected of me the moment I stepped through that front door. My family's demands weighed heavily, and I couldn't face them just yet. I fled into my room, locking the door behind me, finding solace in my once sanctuary turned emotional prison.Tears welled up, and I cried, feeling shattered and overwhelmed. The inevitable arguments with my mother started when she knocked."Vanessa," she tried the door knob, "Are you in there?"I sniffed, wiping my tears, peeking my head outside, holding onto the door."What are you doing? Let me in," she attempted to push the door, but I resisted. I didn't want her to see the used tissues on the floor."What do you want?" I sighed; the day had already taken a toll on me.She gave up on opening
**Vanessa's POV**"No, I won't do it," I said, ignoring the gasp from my mother and the sharp intake of breath from my father."What do you mean you won't do it?" His glare was icy as he fixed his gaze on me."I won't be Evenly's substitute," I shook my head, still looking at the floor."Do you think you have a say? He promised to destroy our house and villages, and you think it's best to be selfish right now?""You call this selfish, huh?" I blinked back tears. "Why do I have to be the one to suffer for her own mistakes and your people's greediness?" I yelled."You will do it, and that is final. You won't be the reason for the downfall of this village," he said, as if it were my fault from the start. "Get dressed."Forced into wearing the dress my mom claimed looked pretty on me, we arrived at the palace, disembarked from the carriage, and ventured inside."The wedding will be immediate so you won't have a chance to run away," my mother whispered, fueling resentment towards her and m
**Venessa's POV**---The maid assigned to guide me opened the door to my chambers and gestured for me to enter.Surveying the immaculate room, its grandeur left me mesmerized by the interior's elegance and sheer size.My eyes widened at the sight of his belongings scattered on the table. "We're sharing rooms?" I couldn't hide my surprise.The maid looked at me as if I had lost my mind, but then I realized they were unaware this was a marriage of convenience.My senses heightened, aware that I now stood within the Alpha's territory."I'll leave you to rest," the maid bowed and exited, gently closing the door behind her.Muscles tight, I removed my dress and entered the shower. The warm water eased the tension in my muscles.Exiting the bathroom, I searched through my clothes for something simple to wear.I laid on the bed with a book in hand, feeling the urge to wait for him.Anticipation hung thick in the air as I waited anxiously. Hours passed, but my so-called husband didn't return
Venessa's Pov.I looked at the letter aware at how fast my geartbeast is accelerating at ecery words i read "you looked beautiful in their dress Nessa,and i am not sorry for leaving the way i did call me a selfish person but i get to be with the man i love and for that i don't regret ever running away." I imagined her reading me this in her voiceThe letter from my sister offered a bittersweet connection to the world I had left behind. A nostalgic reminder of the bond we once shared. Yet, her words carried a heavy weight – an apology for living a life while i am being constrained by duty, unable to be have the kind of love i have always dreamed of. Fueled by fury at my sister's perceived betrayal,i crumpled the letter in my hands. Without a second thought, i cast it into the furnace, as if erasing the sentiments penned by my sister could purge the complicated emotions that lingered within me.In the threshold of my room, I found solace in watching the letter burn. Night after night,
DANTE."Fuck." I said out loud as I dropped on the only couch in the observatory.I knew I was attracted to her, so that was all it was meant to be, just chemistry. But what happened absolutely blew my mind. I had never cone that hard before. A small part of feels guilt that I'm fucking someone who isn't the woman I love. But my cock doesn't care about matters of my heart. Besides I can differentiate them She owns my heart and I own Vanessa's pussy.I wonder where Cara-Mia is now. It's a shame that I had to marry someone else, but she'll understand. I know she will. I had to put the pack's interest first as I always have, Vanessa might be my Luna but I'll make sure everyone knows who truly has my heart.I lean back and ring a bell to summon a maid.A plump looking girl scurried in."Tend to your Luna, and see to it she has all she needs." I instructed, I might not care about her feelings but I'm not a monster."Yes Alpha." She courtesyed and left the room.I got up with the intention