My Dire Wolf Mate Vampire Lover

Married To My Ex-Fiancé's Silent Uncle

Ming Yue

Twenty minutes before the "Wedding of the Century" at The Plaza, I stood outside the Presidential Suite in a fifty-thousand-dollar Vera Wang gown. I was the girl from a West Virginia trailer park about to marry Hugh Maxwell, the golden heir to a billion-dollar defense empire. I pushed the door open only to find Hugh pinned against the bed with my own stepsister, Floy. She was wearing my bridal diamond necklace, and the sounds of their laughter scraped against my eardrums like sandpaper. I didn't scream; I listened as Hugh grunted that once the wedding was over and the trust fund unlocked, he'd dump "that hillbilly trash" on a bus back to the mountains. They weren't just cheating; they were planning to steal my family's land deeds and leave me with nothing. When I set off the sprinklers and exposed their naked bodies to the paparazzi, the Maxwell family didn't apologize. They called me a "greedy peasant" and threatened to ruin my life unless I signed a new deal to save their crashing stock. I realized then that I was never a bride to them. I was a transaction, a rounding error in a ledger to be used and discarded. They thought my poverty made me weak and my silence made me a victim. "If we don't have a marriage certificate by midnight, the bank freezes thirty percent of our liquidity," their lawyer warned. So, I gave them exactly what they wanted. I used a loophole in their hundred-year-old family covenant and married the only other direct heir available. I didn't marry Hugh. I walked into the ICU and married his uncle, Fleet Maxwell-the legendary war hero who had been in a vegetative state for months. Now, I am the matriarch of the Maxwell dynasty. I've suspended Hugh's executive powers, exiled my mother-in-law to the Swiss Alps, and taken control of the family vault. They think I'm just a gold-digger waiting for a "corpse" to die so I can collect a fifty-million-dollar widow's payout. But last night, as I lay beside my comatose husband, the man they called a vegetable gripped my hand back.

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She was in the woods again. But this time she was not alone, unlike the previous times. The grandmaster was there . She was not sure how she knew him but he was the grandmaster.

Dilly strained her eyes to see properly, it was too bright in there. He watched her closely not daring to take a step closer, she could see every muscle in his body tense, she wanted to ask him why but at that instance her mouth felt like it would not open. The atmosphere was calm and the birds whispered sweet melodies in her ears.

Dilly worried about the strange looking man sitting across her.

"I've never seen you here" she managed to say.

He smiled showing a set of extremely white teeth, "I'm the Grandmaster".

She nodded like she was expecting him to say that.

"Well I wish I was" he laughed. "I'm only but a messenger, but I'm the grandmaster's favorite"

He was beaming with so much pride.

She looked at him in awe. He wasn't the grandmaster but the grandmaster existed. She could not figure out how she knew but she just knew it. It felt strangely familiar.

His big blue eyes shone as he looked at her, "there are five powerful cities in the world beyond and I'll list them according to hierarchy ".

"The world beyond?" she thought

If anyone had told her there was a world asides the human world on earth , she would have argued flatly. But she had been dreaming about it. Could this be one of her numerous dreams ?

" These cities are powerful and they all work together for the well being and growth of the immortals..." he continued.

"we care about humans too....sometimes" he shrugged.

Her eyes were fixed on his sharp jawline and sexy lips as he spoke.

"These cities are Lebron, Iris, Lozandros... " he stopped and scrutinized her from head to toe.

Dilly suppressed a giggle because he was acting just like her chemistry professor would.

"Pasia and Latos" she said almost in a whisper.

He nodded in agreement with a wide grin. She smiled in spite of herself. How did she know that ?

"Are you ready Dilly? " he got up swiftly and began to stroll into the depths of the woods effortlessly.

She followed suit, "yes I am! ".

She was going to scream "ready for what?" but he moved too fast and he was doing it effortlessly. She ran after him as much as her legs could carry her.

"Messenger please slow down, I might go out of breath" she pleaded. He didn't tell her his name , so it just made sense to call him messenger.

They stopped when they got to the bank of the cleanest river Dilly had ever set her eyes on. The water was blue and sparkling.

Her jaw dropped in amazement. "I've never been to this part of the woods."

She turned back to look at the grandmaster's messenger and what she saw made her gasp. She opened her mouth but there was no sound.

Right before her eyes, he was transforming into what looked like an angel. His wings was a mixture of white and gold. Her heart raced at the transformation.

"Somebody help!!" She screamed internally.

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