Flash marriage with my werewolf husband Novels & Stories

"We're mates!" "Don't think we're not getting married though." He turns and looks at me, surprised. "Do you still want to get married?" I understand his question. This is something that is not done among werewolves since mating is stronger than anything and is the equivalent of human marriage. "Of course. It's too late anyway. I already said yes." "Well, technically, you didn't really answer me." "I marked you. It's the same thing." He laughs. "The dress, the preparations, the big declarations. Have you suddenly become a romantic?" I smile. "No. But I still like flowers."

I said, meeting his gaze evenly, “he is my husband. The one I’m marrying today is him.” For a moment, silence stretched between us. Then— “That’s impossible!” Kevin’s face drained of all color, and his denial came out as a near-snarl. “We are fated mates. How could you marry someone else?” I let out a humorless chuckle. How ironic. He still remembered we were fated mates. But who was the one who broke the bond first? Who was the one who chose someone else? As our eyes locked, I saw it—the flicker of panic behind his anger. His wolf knew what was coming.

His words, his gaze, his body, his deep voice and over all himself seducing me and hypnotizing me. “ Don't be shy, Wifey! We eventually have to consummate our marriage.” His sexy mouth curved into a smirk, pulling my attention towards those lips and I bit mine as the sudden urge to taste him overwhelmed me. I know it's my wolf who is having these crazy thoughts because I will never desire this man. “ Stop lying to us both, Felza!” My wolf growled, making me wince in embarrassment and shame. I turned my attention from this beautifully ugly man who is now my husband.

His shoulder sagged and he dropped his jaw in awe. " Lycan Myth is my true mate everyone. We met under the dark sky and we connected through Bolt lightening. I know everyone would be surprised to hear this but it's the Truth. I love him and I wish to marry him. " I turn to my father who couldn't speak at all for my words has rendered him speechless. " I want Lycan Myth father. I won't be marrying anyone except the Big Bad Wolf " Another silence stretched out like eternity. Finally everyone seem relaxed. My father gulped slowly as his eyes went to the forbidden Werewolf who stood still staring at me as though I'm a goddess.

“Wait, Violet wants to talk to you.” Violet appeared on the screen, her excitement palpable. “I’m getting married!” she squealed. “What? Congratulations! But… who?” I asked, stunned. She glanced at Dad, who didn’t look thrilled. “Wait, I’ll talk to you alone,” she said, taking the phone to her room. Settling on her bed, she adjusted the camera. “I’m marrying the alpha of the Crescent Pack,” she announced. “You mean… a wolf?” I asked, disbelief etched across my face.

“I was told to watch over you until Deimos comes back.” My heart stops, and butterflies swarm in my stomach. “He is coming back?” “Of course, he is coming back,” Ace says as he awkwardly pats me on the shoulder. “He is your husband.” I wrinkle my nose at the word husband. It feels so unnatural in the werewolf world. Marriages are rare and only take place between unfated mates. Even then, the couple would mark one another on the wedding night, making them mates. My neck still remains bare.

His fingers ran through his hair as he shifted nervously on his feet. “I’m not sure. I guess anything is possible until proven otherwise. So, yes?” I shrugged, “I still don’t understand what that has to do with you.” “That’s the thing, Rosalind. It has everything to do with me,” I watched his Adam’s apple bob. We stood staring at each other for what felt like forever before he opened his mouth again, “I’m a werewolf.” What does one do when their husband says after years of marriage that he’s actually a werewolf?

“That wasn’t for them.” My breath hitched. “I know,” I whispered. “That’s what scares me.” He didn’t respond, not with words. He looked at me so intently it almost felt like an answer. And then my phone buzzed violently on the nightstand like the world was done giving us space. I reached for it, blinking against the notifications flashing back. WOLF GALA ROMANCE SPARKS CONTROVERSY! HUMAN MATE OR PACK PROBLEM? Is Lord Marrock Serious or Staged?

I murmured, and his smiled as he heard me. “You know, our wolves are the truest, purest form of our desires. They say and want the things we’re too scared to go after. If your wolf likes me, then that’s a pretty good indication you like me too. That makes me happy,” He said softly, still staring at me with those eyes. No. I shook my head in rapid disagreement as the thought of liking him left a bitter taste in my mouth. “It shouldn’t make you happy because it doesn’t matter. I don’t like you because I’m not into OLD men,” I said, emphasizing the old so he could understand that this marriage was to be in name only.

he added. “It’s fine. Even this is great as long as you are near me.” She replied with a smile. “Moreover, as per werewolves law, we got married the moment I marked you. We are just marrying again, this time in a human’s way.” *I can feel your heart beat through my shirt This was all I wanted, all I want It's all I want It's all I want*