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I watch as my bride dodges his blade, spins, and strikes beneath his raised arm nearly cleaving him in two. Blood covers us both. My bride stands still, inhaling deeply, which causes her breasts to rise and fall rapidly. She's never looked more beautiful. She turns suddenly and kneels by the woman. I know we are too late because I heard her last agonizing breath. The men had literally beaten her to death. I reach for my bride's arm, but she jerks away as she takes the woman's lifeless hand. "Why? Why would they do this?" Nothing I say will help, but I try. "This land is ungodly. I told you I hate it here and this is only one of the many reasons. I am sorry you saw this."

Like I was just a man sitting on a cold floor in a locked room full of dead women. "Tell me," she said. So I did. I told her about the first bride. How she died in her sleep. How the doctor said heart attack. How I believed him because why would I not believe him. I told her about the second bride. How she collapsed at breakfast. How the doctor said stroke. How I started to wonder but still said nothing. I told her about the third bride. How she complained of dizziness for weeks. How she asked me to take her to a different doctor. How I said I was busy. How she died three days later.

, she tells me, smiling at my son. "Okay, excuse me", I walked away from her. What I didn't know was that Azaan waved at her. Azaan has never been fond of anyone, not even his aunts or uncles who come to visit him. I couldn't help but stare at her while she was helping the bride with her dress. Who is she? I looked at Zahir, who was smiling and happy that he was finally getting married to the love of his life. "Congratulations, brother", I tell him after the Kadhi announced that they are now husband and wife.

"Well, it's marked obligatory. It cannot be changed. And also our marriage is real, we are Betrothed remember? The only thing is we are getting divorced after a year " I sigh and shake my head. "I'm not ready Hunt" I say. "Well, I don't think I like that nickname and... ." he trailed and took some big book from his drawer. "I got this for you, I know you might be bored doing nothing. This will keep you busy " "Novels? " I ask and collected them from him. "Yes, romantic novels, I know girls love to read this type of books " "Sorry to burst your bubble, but I don't " I say and opened one titled "Professional slut "

Chapter 52: Interruptions As I stood at the entrance of the aisle, my heart fluttered with nervous anticipation. My mother, her arm linked with mine, guided me forward, her reassuring presence grounding me amidst the whirlwind of emotions. A soft music began to fill the air, signaling the start of my walk down the aisle. As I walked, I stole a glance at Gabby, radiant in her wedding gown, being escorted by her father. Seeing her by my side eased the knots of anxiety in my stomach, her smile offering me solace and strength.

Zac's eyes flicked around before hypocritically advising, "Lana, Cruz must be joking! He still cares about you. Otherwise, why would he prepare such a grand wedding? Look, he can't just bring any woman to upset you on such a joyous occasion! Lana, quickly explain to Cruz that everything you posted on social media was just to provoke him and for show! Don't let this make you late!" Lana instantly believed Zac, and her arrogant expression returned. She gazed triumphantly at me, acting like she had everything in the bag. "Cruz, you think you can provoke me by bringing any woman here? Not a chance! If you don't agree to my terms, I won't marry you today!"

How could I tell her I was supposed to spy my husband? How could I tell her I just signed a verbal contract with the devil? “Nothing mom… just a bit nervous. It's my first wedding and first time becoming a Luna, remember?” I replied with a plastered smile. “You are a very smart girl and I know Alpha Damon will see that very soon. You must be nice to him. Only because he accepted to choose you as his bride is our pack members still alive.” “Mom, do you know of chief elder Wraith?” Mom’s face suddenly went pale after my question.

My young mistress's betrothed was dying, and she ordered me to marry him in her place to turn his luck. People believed the joy of a wedding could drive out sickness and misfortune, and that a dying man might be pulled back from the grave by it. "The royal physicians all say Lord Blackwell won't live past seven days! Why should I marry him only to be buried at his side? "He's never even seen me. You can marry him instead. "You're nothing but a lowborn maid. Being allowed to marry the regent is the luck of a lifetime." Before I could react, the glowing words appeared before my eyes again. [Celeste is such an idiot. What does she mean, he won't live past seven days? Lord Blackwell has the

she says and the priest calls from afar. “can we proceed the bride is here” and the news is all over the internet and T.V that the bride is back and Brianna saw the news pops up on her cellphone as she was scrolling through her phone and her mood change and she quickly open websit and turn on the T.V to where the wedding will be shown live and she sees Manuel waiting for the bride father to bring her and she was surprised to see her and she flashes back to her men pouring a petrol on the car and she throwing a lighter on it and she says to herself.

She might have started off as my wrong bride but she is definitely the correct bride for me. Please vote and leave your comments and suggestions in the comment section below. Don't forget to share this story and don't forget to FOLLOW ME also! Love You All!!!