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CLARA"Do you, Prince Roberto, take Cassandra Williams, as your lawfully wedded wife? To love and cherish forever, till death do you part?" Jared, Roberto's handman, who served as the officiator of the ceremony asked. Prince Roberto looked at me, taking my hand into his. His gaze softened as a smile brightened his face. "I do." He said and cheers erupted from the numerous attendees. Everyone was happy, smiling, jubilating, everyone except the bride – or can I even call myself that?Those two words of his echoed in my mind as a swarm of guilt gripped my heart, accompanied by a wave of uncertainty and fear. "Do you, Cassandra Williams, take His Majesty Roberto as your lawfully wedded husband? To love and cherish forever until death do you part?" The million-dollar question shot at me, firing a billion bullets at my heart. I swallowed nervously, looking up at Alpha Roberto and feeling my insides tremble. Every fiber in my body screamed at me to yell 'No' and run out of the hall and a

CLARAMaria’s words rang in my head as I paced in my chamber. It had been three days since our last encounter, and it was as if he had disappeared entirely. I hated it, but I felt worried about him and ashamed even. I wanted to fix things with him, but I wondered if I even deserved it. Furthermore, I had treated him horribly as if he were the one to blame for my sister’s running away and the mantle being placed on me. Likewise, I had been foolish and immature in my way of handling, most women wished to have the kind of husband I had, one that was kind and patient even when he felt upset. The sound of the door being swung open captured my attention. “Still no word of him, Maria?” I asked, turning to face her, trying to make my tone as calm as possible even though I felt as if I was losing my mind. “I am afraid not, your Majesty.” She said her tone a bit grave, her attention on the floor. “If what I am hearing has any accuracy to it, then I believe he traveled for some serious busin

Chapter 6 Whatever pain he must have been feeling and whatever doubt I had been having was out the window. All that mattered right now was the both of us. Me, laying naked and glowing amid the bed sheets. He, looming above me and drowning me in the swirls of his warm deep brown eyes. "Cass, are you sure you want this?" Roberto paused and asked. "I wouldn't have taken my dress off myself if I didn't". I looked from his eyes to his lips and back to the eyes and the lips. I bit my lips seductively, not breaking eye contact with him. "Oh damn it". And he slammed his lips on mine. The warmth of his lips on mine sent all my senses flying. And slowly, his lips moved against mine. It felt like heaven and earth had collided, time had stopped and everything else had transcended into nothing. It was just Roberto and I, wrapped in our cocoon of love and passion. Love. Did I just say love? No! I couldn't love him. Not yet. I wasn't his Cassandra. I was Clara and it was Cassandra he loved, not

CLARA Being in my position was hard, very hard. I had to shake hands with nearly everyone and smile at everyone. The ladies, I hugged them. Some of the males that came to greet Roberto and I didn't accept handshakes, instead, they chose to kiss my hand but Roberto would scare them off with a growl. What's with the big bad Alpha King? Not like I'm his mate or something. As much as I felt really bad all night for two reasons, I had to maintain my composure. The first reason was that everyone that came forward to greet Roberto and me referred to me as Luna Cassandra. At a point, I nearly lost my sanity. Cassandra! Cassandra!! Cassandra!!! She was living her best life, mine was taken away from me. Yet, when I was trying to adjust to this unplanned life, everywhere was Cassandra. Reminding me I didn't belong here. I felt like an imposter. Roberto thought he married Cassandra and I, Clara, had to play along! Pretend to be Cassandra. The second reason of course was Roberto. Since the incid

CLARA I didn't know when a loud gasp escaped my lips. The men turned their attention towards the door and I quickly dashed back into the room, my mind racing up and down and thinking of how to escape the mess I just got myself into. Did I see what I wasn't supposed to? Would I be killed because of that? Surely they won't unalive me. I held onto the piano, backing the door and trying to still my breath when I heard the door open. "Who are you and what are you doing here?" My breath hitched. Oh, dear Lord! I swallowed the huge lump that had gotten stuck in my throat and it made a loud noise. "You heard me and you definitely don't want me to get to where you are". I closed my eyes, praying to the moon goddess that this cup would pass over me. I felt a hand gripping my arm, a gun pressed to my back and I was turned over. "Who are you?" The man's face was hard and scary. He wore a black suit with a black shirt. The gun was still held tight in his hand, his finger dangerously near t