All Chapters of BRIDE OF WRATH : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

ZEPHYRI took one look at the coal black Armani suit and shook my head."No."Nik groaned, slapping his face in frustration. "For fuck's sake, Zeph. It's the fifth one. You're not marrying the moon goddess.""You don't even know what you're looking for," Alex chipped in, lounging on the couch like a cat. "At this point, just wear one of the numerous suits in your wardrobe. It's a small wedding after all." I ignored them and peeled off the jacket, letting it drop to the chair behind me."It has to feel right.""It's a suit, not a soulmate," Nik drawled. "At this rate, we're going to get married before he does. Before he gets the perfect suit."Alex laughed. Standing arms akimbo, I faced my brothers, about to reply when a text message popped up on my phone. It was from Lyla. Immediately, my face lit up. "Gotten my nails done. At the mall now. See you soon, Zephy Wolf."- your Wildflower I slipped the phone into my back pocket and adjusted my t-shirt, reaching for my aviators. "I'll

LYLAWe got married in one of the orchards of the estate. The decorators had gone all out, completely transforming the place.Drapes of soft ivory and pink hung between the trees, and fairy lights sparkled in the golden afternoon sun. Wildflowers, roses, lavender, and eucalyptus were woven into every corner. It barely looked like the place I'd walked past just days ago, it had become something out of a dream. The ceremony was small. Intimate. Just how Zephyr and I wanted it.We'd worked on the guest list carefully, limiting attendance to his pack members and a few friends, family, and allies. I stood at the entrance to the orchard with my arm linked through my father's.My heart was pounding with fear and nervousness. Here I was, after spending five months in Zephyr's household, now getting married to him, at twenty-three.If not for my father's presence beside me, I'd have thought I was dreaming. "You ready?" he asked softly, squeezing my hand.We hadn't exactly set our differenc

Zephyr and I had our honeymoon in Santorini, Greece. The air was rich with the scent of sea salt, citrus, and wine. I was glad to be there, especially after Zephyr admitted that it was his hometown. It felt like I was stepping into his past. Our villa was planted on the cliffside, overlooking the Aegean Sea. It had a private pool and every luxury you could think of, but it was the view that stole my breath every time. Mornings began on the balcony, with me wrapped in Zephyr's arms and blankets, sipping coffee while the sun rose.In the afternoons, we strolled through the narrow streets of Oia, eating olives, sampling wines, and pausing every few steps to kiss, laugh… to soak in the moment and take pictures. The last part was mostly my idea. Zephyr hated taking pictures, especially when I'd stop a stranger and hand over my phone with a sweet, apologetic grin. He'd grumble under his breath, but he always stood beside me, pulling me close with a small smile. Then, at night, we ma

After a blissful month of boat cruises, candlelit dinners, visiting ancient ruins in Akrotiri, making sweet love at every chance we got, and all the little moments in between, our honeymoon came to an end, and we flew back to Aspen. The reality of our lives settled in quickly as Zephyr went back to work. He had so much to do, especially after the mole situation had left him feeling extra apprehensive. He insisted on overseeing the tight security himself, making sure the situation wouldn't repeat itself.I understood him. He left early in the morning, and I didn't expect him back until noon. I missed him when he was gone, but at least I wasn't confined indoors anymore.Of course, I wasn't going anywhere without Troy and Garrett by my side. Their presence made me feel safe, and their loyalty to Zephyr was unshakable. A new driver had officially replaced Alexei. Garrett had been the one driving me before, but since that wasn't his primary responsibility, a replacement had been found.

Elliott sighed, looking away. "I deliberately chose not to bury the news, you know?" He said. "About Christina. The obsession story and what she did. I could've wiped it clean from every outlet, scrubbed her name off every screen." He gesticulated mildly. "We're in media. It's part of what we do… part of what we agreed to do for Wrath Properties when we were still partners…take down any scandalous thing said against your company." He took another sip of his coffee. "But I didn't, for Christina. I let it stay. Let the humans and wolves see it, as part of her punishment, even though it dragged my name down with hers."Elliott set the mug down. "You know I'm not an enabling father.""I know."He stared at me for a moment, and I could see the lines of age around his eyes. "I used to babysit you. All three of you."He guffawed softly. "I took you boys to the lake, bought you things when your parents had urgent meetings." His voice was filled with sadness. "When they faced threats from ri