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Stella's pov Before I could ask what he was talking about, Eli turned and walked away.My gaze remained fixed on his receding back until Alpha Mattias spoke, tearing my attention away from it."Well then, the ceremony is over for us. We should be heading home. There's much you and I need to do tonight."The words sent a shiver down my spine, and the mere thought of mating with this man made bile rise to my throat.An older woman I recognised as his sister stepped forward, helping me to my feet. "Well, aren't you just a gorgeous thing. I wonder where my brother found this one."My cheeks flushed as I muttered a silent thanks, following them both out of the reception hall."You can call me Anya." She smiled sweetly while her perfectly manicured nails dug into my wrist.A car was already waiting outside to take us to their villa nearby, and my heart raced the whole ride there.By the time we got out, I was reconsidering my choice to do this. Saving my family wasn't worth losing my digni

Stella's POVThe broom crashed to the floor at my feet. My eyes remained fixed on it for a moment before shifting slowly to Anya."Don't sulk. If you won't be useful for my brother, you might as well be able to clean after yourself, right?"Those around laughed, and I could feel angry tears prickling at my eyes. My fingers closed into tight fists.Then Eli leaned down, right at my feet, and picked up the broom. He looked up at me with that same smirk that continuously tempted me to smack him.He stretched his hand out to me, and for a second, I thought he'd order me to clean.With his status, I wouldn't have had a choice but to swallow my pride and do it.Instead, he turned, still smiling as he handed the broom to Anya. "Clean it."Her eyes widened, her lip trembling. "What?""You don't expect a new bride to clean on her wedding night. It's bad enough Father left her, and now you want her to clean. Where's your heart?"The way he said it was nothing short of mocking, but it seemed to

Stella's pov My body stiffened in that position before I shoved him off and dashed out of the room.Thankfully, the coast was clear, and the hallways were empty.He followed me out, a hand pressed against his chest. "You either have an obsession with touching my chest, or you actually hate me.""I think you can guess which is the right option. I'll go down first. You follow behind me later."He didn't say anything, so I assumed he'd gotten the message.Each step towards the stairs felt like walking to an execution.The glass had already been cleaned, and the stairs were neat.Music and voices came from the dining room, where the guests who had come back with us were all already settled.The moment I stepped through, they all stopped speaking, their gazes shifting to me.Anya smiled mockingly, approaching me. "So now you want to come down. You think we're just going to cook for you and serve you up like we're your maids?"The other omegas looked uncomfortable. One in particular, a sho