Semua Bab Bride For The Feral Alpha: Bab 1 - Bab 7

A tavern. Of all places, he took me to a tavern.A myriad of bright yellow and orange lights spilled from the building’s doors and windows. However, none of those were as gripping as the loud chatter and clinking glasses, which almost overpowered the music. Where I felt an overwhelming urge to run and hide at the festival, here, I felt this undeniable pull to walk in and join all the others.“Of all places, you really do believe that there would be a show of masculine anatomy at a tavern?" Heat found its way to my cheeks as I spoke, and my voice came out breathier than I would have wanted.“You’d be surprised, fair lady. Now, shall we?” My companion stretched out an arm as he had only moments ago. “Or were you just bluffing the entire time?” The challenge in his voice didn’t go unnoticed, and the slight smile on his face promised a night of adventure that surely no maiden in the whole of Evenmoor would have been able to ignore.Placing my hand in his and trying my best to ignore the v

My withered old Lord would have to settle for a paralyzed bride today.Pins stabbed my scalp. Behind me, someone tightened my corset so hard that I doubted I would be able to make it to my own wedding in one piece. To my right, another maid pulled my arm. The ceremonial gown I was forced to wear scratched my skin. And through it all, I just stayed in place, my body refusing to react.Mother’s voice rang hot and angry every other minute. Father was probably in some corner of the household taking a smoke, and all I could think of was Ophelia.I should never have left her. I should never have ignored all those signs she gave me. She clearly didn't want this union, and now she was out there with no money, no housing, and hardly anything that could help a feeble young lady survive in a town like Evenmoor.My eyes began to glisten. One of the handmaids rushed forward, leaving my dress, and now stood before me. Her face fell. “You don't have to be sad, Miss. You're making your family proud,

Perhaps I would make history by being the first bride to get married and die on her wedding day.My hands formed fists. My mouth wouldn't move. All I could do was stare.“Your incessant staring won’t get you anything today, Feywin,” was the simple remark he made before joining me in the carriage.He snapped his fingers. The carriage lurched forward.The cold air Lord Aubrey radiated was vastly different from the man I had encountered last night. As the seconds went by, I began to wonder if my withered old Lord had perhaps switched souls with the dastardly handsome man I met last night. Or had things changed now because I knew he was a monster.On pure instinct, I shifted away from him, my back hitting the walls of the carriage.“What do you plan on doing to me?” I asked, unable to handle the silence any longer.The more time I spent in silence, the more my mind had a chance to drift to all sorts of ridiculous conclusions, and the more I felt panic creating rooms in my veins. If I didn