Forced To Be His Bride. Fated To Be His Mate.
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me away so easily and Alexander standing around doing nothing, but did I truly expect anything less? No. Af
nal
rushes toward me with a look of guilt, but when he do
sting the waters. "Did y
my very last bit of hope. "I want
say quietly, before tearing my gaze away and climbing into the car
let each and every painful emotion I was feeling go. After so many years of hoping that things would get better and act
gh I was the daughter of an alpha, and i
n compose myself once more so that when we arrive, I'm at least able to see the large
open. "The master has had a dress prepared for you, and t
eyes growing wide. "What on
to get married
t I kept trying to repair them with patches. Matched with it is a knit sweater that I made mysel
dmit, reminding myself that was the most importan
s marriage is simply for convenience and has no nee
ed inside and into a room where a stern-looking woman with a sharp nose and even sharper eyes is waiting for me. When she spots me, she attacks, clearly
thing that others can't imagine. Her dark hair hangs down around her frail frame, falls in silky curls that
expected to think of myself, but now I saw was possible,
for me, and before I can even move, he is surging forward, wrapping a hand ar
into the hall and dragging me through it until we reach a fli
ng on my face as I'm forced to take the stairs two at a time t
king open a set of double
I lift my gaze to find myself in what looks like a chapel. Standin
the room, taking in the few guests who si
er a moment. "We can't have
int out, continuing to scan
er documents," the priest shrug
t that I was brought here just to look like a fool. This
le reminding myself that even if I left here now, I would have nowhere to go.
me, I make my way to the front of the room and then
documents," he comma
t of me. So this was it; this was what my future held, and once my signatu
, giving me a look of annoya
e also rests on the paper. Just like that, I was married, yet I still hadn't laid